Born To Die

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One lonely star hung in the night,
A tiny point in the dark sky of light…

Wise men sought to give Him offerings,
Which of His death were foreshadowing.

Entered the world with a cry,
This Holy Child, born to die…

Wrapped in swaddling cloth,
And laid in an eating trough,

This Little Infant in the smelly stable,
Would grow up and be more than able –

To fearlessly fight the battle of death and sin,
To die to have the victory, yet rise again!

 

“Where is He that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen His star in the east, and are come to worship Him.” (Matthew 2:2)

And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down, and worshipped Him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto Him gifts; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh. (Matthew 2:11)

**Thanks to T. R. Noble for mentioning in her post that the gifts from the Magi were for Christ’s death. I didn’t realize that’s what they were used for! 🙂