Gold, Frankincense, Myrrh

And in the gleaming of starlit shine,
To that lowly manger, those kings drew nigh.
They looked at HIM, at the wondrous Boy,
And paid HIM homage with prayer and Joy.
And bringing Gold and Frankincense, Myrrh,
They offered them to the infant so dear!
Oh child of man! Hold your step so true.
The kings did wander, so wander you too!
The star of mercy, the star of love,
Is bright’ning your goal, while you seek your Lord,
And failing Frankincense, Gold and Myrrh,
Offer your heart to your Savior so dear.