Verse 1:
Here I stand just a little girl;
Among so many in Your world.
Here I stand with empty hands-
So, what shall I give to my King?
Verse 2:
Here I stand just a little girl;
I long to bring his heart true joy.
Here I stand with empty hands-
But, what shall I give to my King?
Chorus:
I am little, I am small;
But a gift I want to bring.
One gift from me, and that is all-
So, what shall I give to my King?
Verse 3:
Here I stand just a little girl;
Now I know what He wants most.
Here I stand with open hands-
My heart will I give to my King.
Chorus:
I am little, I am small;
I have not expensive things.
One gift I have and that is all-
My heart will I give to my King.
Ending:
My heart will I give to my King.
My heart will I give to my King.
© November 2010_Loyd C. Taylor, Sr
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem