Freely Given

In a world that seeks its own, a silent whisper starts to grow, Chasing what we think we lack, never truly looking back. But who am I, and who are we, to stand before this majesty? To offer freely, from the heart, a grace we've known right from the start.

For all we have, it comes from You, a boundless sky, forever new. And from Your own, we give it back, on this abundant, sacred track. Oh, freely given, freely shared, a love beyond compare. With open hands and open soul, making broken spirits whole.

A talent sown, a moment lent, a gentle word, a spirit sent, The gift of life, a chance to bloom, dispelling shadows in the room. No wealth amassed, no treasure stored, can match the joy when hearts are poured Into another's fragile space, a smile reflected, full of grace.

We are one fabric, woven tight, in every hue, in every light. No creed, no boundary, can define the spirit working, so divine. A living stream, that flows so free, connecting you, connecting me. Chosen to be light, to mend, until the very farthest end.

For all we have, it comes from You, a boundless sky, forever new. And from Your own, we give it back, on this abundant, sacred track. Oh, freely given, freely shared, a love beyond compare. With open hands and open soul, making broken spirits whole.

So let us give, with open hand, across this blessed, waiting land. For in the giving, we receive, the truest joy we can believe. Freely given, freely blessed... putting love to the test.