God's gift to me
Was not under the tree,
Nor wrapped with tinsel or gold;
But laid gently in hay
On that first Christmas Day-
So tender and mild, I am told.
God's gift to me
Was not under the tree,
Nor tucked in a stocking of red;
But announced by angels
With voices like bells,
While He slept in His manger bed.
God's gift to me
Was upon the Tree
When He gave His only Son;
Who saved me by grace
As He died in my place....
T'was Jesus, God's Precious Son!
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