Wise Shepherds
When the star was seen high overhead
Both the wise and the low there were led
But the wise men detoured
And with Herod demurred
So they took the long way back instead
But the low ones went straight to the place
And there gazing upon his bright face
Having felt quite a stir
Strong aroma of myrrh
They were shepherded home in his grace
Copyright © Mark Elam | Year Posted 2018
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