Christmas Gifts

Written and Submitted by: Sharon Moore

Soft baby in a manger bed,
I marvel at your birth!

Purity you granted me;
My heart could never claim it.

Peace with God you made for me;
My will could not ordain it.

Perfection you have won for me;
My work could not attain it.

Sweet Son of God upon a cross,
Concluding all my strife,

It was I who should have died;
Instead You brought me life.