As a child
I bought gifts for my parents
With money that they had given me
My tithe
Is a fraction
Of the money God gives me
My songs
Bless Him, and yet
My voice was another gift from Him
My schoolwork
Might be dedicated to Him
But the intellect and the opportunity are His
I can use His gifts
That’s why He gave them to me
But my Father deserves much more
My praise
Is the gift that
Truly comes from me
He makes my heart beat
He fills my lung with breath
But He gave me a will to turn over to Him
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