The unspeakable Gift
A Christmas poem about God’s Gift.
A Gift I was given a long time ago
Has value and worth far beyond what I know!
If you’d try to place value on treasures down here,
Collect them and count them—it could not compare
To the singular worth of the gift I received,
And all this because I had grace to believe.
The Gift came to me without cost to myself,
But hasn’t been one just to lie on a shelf
Or to use now and then on a thought or a whim–
Every day, everywhere, the Present’s within
As Teacher, and Comforter, Counsellor and Friend,
It is true that this Gift comes with great dividends!
The Gift shows me loving’s the right thing to do
When self-seeking thoughts full of evil come, too.
If envy or pride want to raise up their head,
The Gift gives the strength to show virtue instead.
And if, from the future I’m tempted to hide,
I can go forth in peace, knowing Help’s at my side.
This Gift keeps on giving, through thick and through thin,
It comes with the armor to fight and to win!
It comes with a purpose of lifting and freeing
And I have embraced it with all of my being!
Because of this Gift, well, I never am bored;
Perhaps you have guessed: it is Jesus, my Lord.
“The gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans 6:23.
Thanks be to God for His unspeakable Gift.
Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.