The Gift

Born of love as a gift to the world,

Bound to die, crushed by sins unfurled.

I never thought I could cause such sorrow.

But that’s because I didn’t think of tomorrow.

 

Strung along by ambition’s passion,

I fell from grace, as was my fashion.

But I thank God for His lasting ardor,

To save a soul in need of a Savior.

 

Oh precious Lord! I will ever rejoice

That You gave Your son, with His wondrous choice

To lay down His life from His blessed birth

And cleanse our sin from all the earth.

 

Born of love as a gift to the world,

Bound to die, crushed by sins unfurled.

And on the third day, He lifted our sorrow

And gave us all hope to live for tomorrow.

 

Oh precious Lord! I will ever rejoice

For the gift of Your Son, and His loving choice

To lay down His life and set me free

From my bonds of sin for eternity!

— Words and music copyright November 2014, Kirby Lee Davis