Kings

In the late December night sky
There was a large bright star
Was this the one the shepherds saw?
They were watching their sheep
That cold bright night
Angels began to sing
Heralding the GOOD NEWS!
A new born KING.
The the word was spread
Three Kings set out
Wanting to see what He was about
Gifts they brought,
Gold, frankincense and myrrh
What they found was an innocent babe
On a bed of straw!
When He grew into man,
His enemies call Him King
With thorns they crowned HIM!

by Helen J. Jarvis

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