They saw the young child  .  .  .  and fell down, and worshipped Him.
Wise men had travelled a long way to find out where “the King of the Jews” had been born. They made diligent search, and when they had found Him, they worshipped. They bowed in the presence of, not just the King of the Jews, but the King of kings, the Son of the living God. We too should feel the awesomeness of being in His presence when we remember Him in His death at Calvary.