THE INNKEEPER

Was he to know that he had closed his doorTo the Prince of Peace on this momentous night?The inn was full to overflowing. MoreWere coming on the pilgrimage. The lightFrom one bright star was guiding three WisemenAcross the desert sands to the manger bed.They long had waited for the great Messiah,With infinite compassion, who would teachAll men the Christly way of life. And nowAs then all have the privilege to reachA better wisdom, and to know for whomThe inn door is kept open, and the roomMade ready to receive the princely guest.

The innkeeper would not take them in.

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