All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship:\par\tab All they that go down to the dust shall bow before him,\par\tab Even he that cannot keep his soul alive.
And kings shall be thy nursing fathers, and their queens thy nursing mothers: they shall bow down to thee with their faces to the earth, and lick the dust of thy feet; and thou shalt know that I am Jehovah; and they that wait for me shall not be put to shame.\par
And they came into the house and saw the young child with Mary his mother; and they fell down and worshipped him; and opening their treasures they offered unto him gifts, gold and frankincense and myrrh.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,\par\tab In the covert of the steep place,\par\tab Let me see thy countenance,\par\tab Let me hear thy voice;\par\tab For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.\par