No Sacrifice

Lord my gift is a contrite heart

That drinks deeply at your throne

I shall give you every part

Of every holy thing I own

All my gifts are what you gave me

All my gifts come without a price

All that is in me all I am, all I see

Can never be called a  sacrifice

You have no need  of  any gift I bring

You have no need of any gift on earth

For you own every  earthly offering

And You possess infinite worth

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I render up all my desires

I will give you all my praise

A bended knee is what love requires

All my worship all my days

All my gifts are what you gave me

All my gifts come without a price

All that is in me all I am, all I see

Can never be called a  sacrifice

February 28, 2022

Anthony Foster