The Gift

The Gift

The presents are all wrapped; the bows are tied tight;
The rest of the family's asleep for the night.
It's my turn to ponder; it's my time to think;
I must wrap my mind around what's on the brink.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, time to reflect,
Not just on presents we've come to expect.
We honor the son of God, wrapped up in skin,
The King of Kings, Lord of Lords, destined to win.

I stop to remember, though, not just a king,
My savior was born in a manger, we sing.
Surrounded by squaller, by animals and hay.
His cradle, a manger, that first Christmas Day.
Perhaps this foreshadowed that he would become
The spotless lamb, born to die, bringing us home.
A sacrifice worthy my sins to atone,
To reunite my heart with God's, never alone.

The blood he shed many years after his birth
Paid for man's sin, giving us hope to find worth.
For there on the cross, Jesus suffered in pain,
Not just a barnyard lamb, a sacrifice slain.
God's Word has the answers for what this all means.
His blood makes me worthy! His blood makes me clean!
His life for mine, how can it be? I'll never know.
This great love, all through time, has never been shown.

My soul sings in wonder, while my dear ones sleep!
I can rest well tonight! My soul He keeps!
He's not just my king, and He's not just the lamb;
This Gift is my closest Friend-the Great I AM!
When I'm hungry He feeds; when frantic He calms;
When I'm buried in grief, His love is my balm.
He cheers me up, dries my tears, then leads me on.
He helps me to know Him more, each passing dawn.

If you, my friend, don't know the joy of this gift,
I'd like to share Him with you, your pain He'll lift.
Although we're all tainted with sin from the fall.
This gift from The Lord above is for us all!
Not just for a chosen few, He wants to give,
His Gift of Grace to you, letting you live!
So trust His sweet Mercy! Have faith in His Plan!
Unwrap the Salvation God planned for all man!