In life one receives many gifts over, and above,
but the gift I cherish most is, Jesus' ever lasting love.
Any other gifts that man receives will always fade away,
but Jesus' love is always there every single day.
Born in a manger, on the cross he shed his blood,
now that's a gift that keeps on giving, the gift of, Jesus' love.
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