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Emmanuel was the goal, the end of their journey
Pursuing the baby’s star, seen from its rising
In Bethlehem, in Judah they went to find him
Praying, bowing down before the infant king, they gave him gifts
Herod feared him, for he knew the scripture too
A baby, born of the virgin, a new shoot from the stump of Jesse
Never would the world be the same, from this birth, this epiphany
Year upon year, generation to generation, we celebrate still

December 19, 2007
Matthew 2:1-12

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