The gift
 
Many years ago...a King was born
sent to us and to show us the way
In a humble manger...while animals kept
a vigil while He cried His first cry that day

For this King had a destiny and a purpose
Needless to say what price will be paid
Because it took a birth to conquer death
That's the reason we celebrate Christmas Day

Although many gifts were bestowed
the gift He gave...was one of sacrifice
For it took a death to give us a chance
to seek the Kingdom...with everlasting life

Life that's everlasting with peace about
two thousand years...'til right now
The King's returning despite the chaos
for it's been written years ago...anyhow

Because what this King offers...it's our choice
to give the gift of ourselves...with compassion
A King was born...'til the day He was ready
to be nailed upon a cross...in such painful passion

A passion that overrides the shame of sin
The gift He gave...we should be reminded of
On Christmas Day...once more we should reflect
God's Son...gave this world...it's the gift of love

David

By dave112652

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