Gift-giving is an expression of grace
Coming from hearts where yet is a trace
Of fallen humanity, sin, and depravity
A longing, a passion, a quest for eternity
We give ‘cause we’re made in the image of God
But a path of rebellion we all have trod
Yet within persists a feint recollection
Of being created in joyful perfection
A small bit of grace implies there is more
If sinners give, what does God have in store?
His well is deep; His heart overflows
He’s full of grace; He wants us to know
His giving rises to the highest height
A look at the cross will capture your sight
Of the Son of God hung in your place
Giving Himself, your gift of grace