A star rose over the east.

A throne in Jerusalem began to tremble.

Following light toward a king yet unknown They entered Jerusalem asking

the way Where is the king who was born in this

day? Herod heard whispers and tightened his crown Priests named

Bethlehem, little in town He smiled at the travelers, measured the

star And hid in soft language the blade in his heart

The star moved on where the proud could not lead Past

palace and plot, past hunger and greed One king clutched power,

one king had no throne Yet heaven marked clearly which kingdom

was known

The light stood still and the long road was done Joy

filled the house where they looked on the sun Gold from

the treasure, frankincense myrrh Knees to the ground without trumpet or

stir Then warning came quietly deep in the night Do not

return to the ruler in spite Another road carried the wise

men away While Joseph was warned before breaking of death

Rise in the darkness, take mother and

child Egypt lies south through the dangerous wild. Herod found anger

where worship had been, and Bethlehem learned what a tyrant could

mean. Herod found anger where worship had been, sent violence outward

through Bethlehem's streets. Rachel was weeping, the prophecy rang, but

Herod could not kill the promise he feared The star had

gone on But the promise remained Beyond Herod's reach Beyond Herod's

reign A sword filled Bethlehem Egypt gave room And heaven preserved

What the palace would do

The crown in Jerusalem Guarded a throne

The child in exile

Carried a kingdom

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