.Open wide the stable door,
Monarchs rich and shepherds poor>
Wait to tread the holy floor>
Where lies the Son of God.
See, they bring Him gifts of gold,
Tender lambs from Judah's fold,
As with awe their eyes behold
The infant Son of God.
I am not a wealthy .
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