51*. Oh What a Gift the Father Gave
C.M.
by A.P. Cecil
Oh what a gift the Father gave
When He bestowed His Son!
To save poor, ruined, guilty man,
For I was lost and vile indeed!
Till God in mercy interposed,
And turned my night to day.
Now I can call the Savior mine,
Though all unworthy still;
I’m sheltered by His precious blood
Come, all who trust in Jesus, now,
And tell our joys abroad;
Let thankful hymns of praise ascend
For Christ the gift of God.
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