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Long ago three Wise Men Were gazing at a star That glistened in the Heavens, Outshining all by far. And so the Wise Men pondered What could its message be, For it somehow seemed to beckon And say, “Come, follow me!” So they readied for a journey, And chose their gifts so rare. Then they climbed upon their camels, And turned them toward the star. Long days and nights they traveled With trials along the way, Until they came to Bethlehem Where now the Christ Child lay. And there the holy Magi Knelt before this tiny King; They gazed in adoration While hearing angels sing. And then along with shepherds They learned the reason why They were beckoned by a message That came out of the sky. And they gave it to the ages So that all good men might be, Just as joyfully rewarded By the words, “Come, follow me!”
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