The gift of God is unique,
The gifts that God has bestowed,
From the heavens they come, bestowed.,
Every good and perfect one,
From the Father of lights, they come.
With no variation, no change,
They come from above, in a range,
For the Father of lights, He is,
His blessings, they never cease.
No shadow of turning, no shade,
His love for us, will never fade,
Oh, how each gift is unique,
A treasure, for us to seek.
From the smallest to the grand,
Each one comes from His hand,
A heart that beats, a breath of air,
A smile, a friend who truly cares.
A roof over our heads, food to eat,
The beauty of nature, oh so sweet,
All these gifts, and so much more,
From the Father, they do pour.
And in return, we must give,
Praise and thanks, for how we live,
For every good gift and perfect one,
Comes from above, from the Father, the Son.
And in His love, we are blessed,
Forever and always, we are caressed,
So let us cherish each God gift,
For they bring joy, and our souls they lift.
For in His love, we shall abide,
Forever and always, by His side,
So thank you, dear Father of lights,
For all your gifts, that bring us delight.
May we use them for good and right,
And shine your love, with all our might.
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