THE WISEMEN

After the children and the shepherds
after the poor we beg of you,
Oh, may your heavenly loving-kindness bring
our souls to pasture too.

Myrrh, incense and gold,
kingdoms and crowns of kings;
how pale and cheap and old
there in the stable are these things!

Good shines in one alone,
true as a guiding star!
Guide between star and stone
through love and tears afar
into the kingdom of your own,
you King of kings that are.

-Georg Johannes Gick