Almighty God, we hear You call.
We come and bow, so weak and small,
To seek what You would give us all:
Jesus, the Gift of Christmas.

Quiet our hearts while resting here.
No loud desire, no anxious fear
Should enter now while He is near--
Jesus, the Gift of Christmas.

Father, may simple faith increase
And bring our souls that sweet release
To know Your love and joy and peace--
Jesus, the Gift of Christmas.

Words by Ken Bible
Music: French Melody, 13th c.; arr. by Ken Bible
© 2008 by LNWhymns.com. CCLI Song #5216451.