EPIPHANY
Strangers on their camels three, Came and knocked at Jesus' door, Came inside and gave Him gifts, Mounted and were seen no more. Hooded strangers, old and wise, Stars had told them lots of things; And the gifts were secret signs, Tokens to the King of Kings. I'm nofc old nor rich nor wise, Just across the road I come, But it is Epiphany And the Church is Jesus' home. And I have a sign to make With the Lord Who understands; This my sign of love; I kneel, Shut my eyes, and fold my hands.
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Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Issue 1, 16 January 1937, Page 12
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