THE WELL OF THE MAGI
"A lantern unto my feet." Fearful of Herod’s cruel eyes, And doubtful of old prophecies, In hasting from Jerusalem To Bethlehem, The Wise Men, so the Arabs tell, Halted beside a little well— Their lodestar lost, the track grows dim— In Rephaim: When one, to give his camel drink, Stooping across the water’s brink, Saw, mirrored in its darkened floio, The star’s ichite glow. It rose not to the starry height But leading closely through the night Rested roof-high, a beacon mild, Over the Child. Lord, in our souls the world and doubf Have put Thy star's high radiance ouf-J_ Light us a lowlier lantern, meet For earth-worn feet. Our years have taught us no sure wayl Our wise men’s wisdom halts astray f ) f.ead us, 0 Child, to find Thy star Where children are. ’ .—George Engleheart, gpeotaUm,
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Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 22 (Supplement)
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143THE WELL OF THE MAGI Dominion, Volume 22, Issue 72, 18 December 1928, Page 22 (Supplement)
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