They Brought Their Gifts to Jesus

Verse 1

They brought their gifts to Jesus,
And laid them at His feet,
And love for this dear Saviour,
Made every offering sweet;
Good deeds and words of kindness,
Help for the poor of earth,
And not a gift among them
Was thought of little worth.

Refrain

Wouldst bring a gift to Jesus,
That He will count most sweet?
Say, "Lord, my heart I give Thee,"
And lay it at His feet.

Verse 2

Apart from other givers
A poor wayfarer stood;
He saw the gifts they offered,
The poorest counted good;
And he was filled with longing,
A gift, though poor, to bring;
Alas! all empty handed
He stood before the King.

Verse 3

"Dear Lord," he cried in sorrow,
"I know how kind Thou art,
Take all I have to give Thee,
My sinful wayward heart."
Then Jesus answered softly,
"Count not the gift as small,
Though all of them are precious,
Thine is the best of all."

Lyrics

Verse 1

Refrain

Verse 2

Verse 3

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