His Gift

His gift was free, cannot be bought,

                              Uplifting words of life, He taught

                            Then on a cross, that tree of death

                        Poured out His blood, with His last breath

                              Eyes to the Father, God's own Son

                        Forgive them Abba, for what they've done

                          And those words flew, across the ages

                            And shown to me in golden pages

                             Love the Lord with all your might

                         And love your neighbor, for this is right

                        My anger and hurt were then subsided

                          For by His love, my soul was guided

                           A land of love, like milk and honey

                        A gift He gave free, costs us no money

                            A gift of love, so sweet and true

                           Jesus saves, and He LOVES you!!!
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Buhagiar Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 2:54 AM
When will we learn that it is not simply that we love God, but that God loved us first.
Poet Avatar
January 19, 2023 at 5:48 PM
Each day we hold out hope that humanity will ultimately learn to embrace what he has given them. Many people today reject God's free gift to them, despite the fact that they should be eternally thankful to God for everything that he has done. Well done.
Cunningham Avatar
January 19, 2023 at 2:37 PM
We should always be forever grateful for the gifts he has given us yet sadly we see many refuse his gift to us. We live in hope that one day people will live side by side finally accepting what he gave us, love and respect for one another. Tom
Rose  Avatar
January 19, 2023 at 2:05 PM
Through your eyes and through your heart we get to see His light shine for free. No greater gift then the retelling of a great man, as he, Kelly this is beautiful, you always inspire me
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