3 wise men

Do you think for a moment
They had in their mind
They would meet the king of kings
Following the stars in the sky.

Do you think for a moment
They knew what they would see
A child born in a manger
And who he would be?

Do you think for a moment
They knew that their gifts
Would be remembered in song
For their significance.

Can you imagine the minute
On the very day
They had seen the star
And said, let's be on our way

For how does anyone
Prepare to meet the Lord
Who by being born
Humanity restored.

And how does anyone
Return on his way
Knowing the world
Will never be the same.

This glorious message
Was shown in the sky
To these worshipers of light
Who worshiped in truth in the night. 

Around this redeeming fire
That doesnt consume
But rather creates,
And was carried in her womb

The womb of his creation
The womb of his choice
The womb of the virgin
So that the heavens may rejoice.

Glory to God in the highest
And peace be upon the earth
The angels sang from the heavens
About this kings humble birth

And the stars also sang
And the planets did too
And the sun sang it's part
As did the moon. 

And all the rest of creation,
Before their keen ears and eyes.
And it's for this reason
That we call them wise.

For they are a beacon
Of who we should be
Seekers of Christ
In all his majesty.

When they knew of his coming
They said let's make haste
And packed their caravans
To seek out the place

The place where the star leads
Which was to them, unknown
And by this star's light,
Their faith is shown.

For how many of us
Are willing in the night
To rise from our beds
And seek the true light

And how many of us
Are looking to the skies
Sending up prayers
And awaiting replies

And how many of us
Can discern in these days
The ways of the Lord
From our own simple ways

And this is one reason
We remember these kings
They put seeking the Lord
Before all other things

And this is the reason
That we call them wise
For they sought to meet him
And behold him with eyes

For at that moment
When they saw the Lord
They knew man's image
Was being restored.

So let us think for a moment
And put in our mind
That we should seek Him each day
And also each night

And put Christ before us
That we see him with our eyes
And bring ourselves as gifts
That we might be called wise.

She remembers

She remembers the last time
She fell in love
She dust herself off
And then got back up

She remembers the last time
She changed her name
And swore never to be
Called babe again

She remembers the last time
She lost her way
And she promised her comfort
Together they'd stay

But she can't remember the last time
She thought of another
That wasn't herself
Neither sister nor brother

She can't remember the last time
She gave up control
When her outward demeanor
Was not distant and cold

Yet she thinks of that one time
When all fell into place
When her mind and her heart
Each other would race

And of that one time
The strength of her hands
When they held onto
Those of her man's

She thought of her own strength
And when it'd return
And if she'd ever
Apply what she's learned

She spent all her time thinking
About that one future day
When she would meet another
And the words he should say

She did all her thinking
From the comfort of home
Never once seeing
It's this reason she's alone