My Christmas Gift To You Poem by Gert Strydom

My Lord, what can I bring on Your birthday,
to You, my God and friend, as a human-being?
In Your hand is every wonderful thing.
Where You do exist in Your unending omnipotence
You know what to expect the day after tomorrow,
even my best and most beautiful insight,
that which is in my heart is too insignificant,
even where I regard You as the best.
You did sacrifice as a gift Your life for me,
Your love nobody or nothing can stop,
out of grace comes what I have and is,
even where I dedicate my life to You,
convince people to honour You above anything,
I have to go on my knees and ask for forgiveness.