Epiphany

“Lord Babe, if Thou art He We sought for patiently, Where is Thy court? Hither may prophecy and star resort; Men heed not their report.”— “Bow down and worship, righteous man: This Infant of a span Is He man sought for since the world began!”— “Then, Lord, accept my gold, too base a thing For Thee, of all kings King.”—

“Lord Babe, despite Thy youth I hold Thee of a truth Both Good and Great: But wherefore dost Thou keep so mean a state, Low-lying desolate?”— “Bow down and worship, righteous seer: The Lord our God is here Approachable, Who bids us all draw near.”— “Wherefore to Thee I offer frankincense, Thou Sole Omnipotence.”—

“But I have only brought Myrrh; no wise afterthought Instructed me To gather pearls or gems, or choice to see Coral or ivory.”— “Not least thine offering proves thee wise: For myrrh means sacrifice, And He that lives, this Same is He that dies.”— “Then here is myrrh: alas! yea, woe is me That myrrh befitteth Thee.”—

Myrrh, frankincense, and gold: And lo! from wintry fold Good-will doth bring A Lamb, the innocent likeness of this King Whom stars and seraphs sing: And lo! the bird of love, a Dove Flutters and coos above: And Dove and Lamb and Babe agree in love:— Come all mankind, come all creation hither, Come, worship Christ together.