My child, there is a gift beyond worth.
A gift that is given and renewed each day.
It’s a gift to mend heart and heal hurt.
A gift far deeper than the mere word we say.
My child, there is a gift that helps us bare
Anything that brings weeping and grief.
It’s a gift to bind people and hold off despair,
A gift far deeper than the mere word we speak.
Like a healing balm and a bonding rope,
Causing fears to calm and raising hope.
The gift of love is greater far
Than any silver or golden thing,
And brighter than the greatest star
It restores the heart like spring.
My child, there is a gift that I have given
Once long ago, now everyday.
It’s a gift to heal nations, land, and heaven.
He came to shake the world and bring a new way.
My child, there’s a gift beyond reason;
He was born to die and lived to save.
The true gift we celebrate this season
The greatest gift, of Himself He gave.
The King of Kings, and Prince of Peace,
Was born in a cave, and laid in the hay
He came to make all weeping cease
He’s a gift for which we could never pay
Like a healing balm and a bonding rope,
He causes fears to calm and raises hope.
Christ’s gift of love is greater far
Than any silver or golden thing,
He’s brighter than the greatest star
And restores the heart like spring.
