the gift

It's all a gift, this life of ours...

We've not come on our own.

And all we see and all we have's

been granted, made or shown.

All we see, and sight itself,

has origins above.

The credit cannot be our own

It's due the Lord of love.

We're free from ownership, you see

To celebrate this gift.

And live with grace, so grateful He

Made eyes to Heaven lift!

Psalm 95:6 

Come, let us worship and bow down.
    Let us kneel before the Lord our maker,
⁷     for he is our God.
We are the people he watches over,
    the flock under his care.

blessings,

Rob Smith