It is through the gift of
Christ that we receive every blessing;
Through that gift there comes to us
Day by day the unfailing flow of God's goodness,
Every flower,
With its delicate tints and its frangrance,
Is given for our enjoyment through that one gift.
The sun and the moon were made by Him.
There is not a star which beautifies
the heavens that He did not make.
Every drop of rain that falls,
Every ray of light shed upon our unfaithful
World testifies to the love of God in Christ.
Everything is supplied to us
Through the one unspeakable gift,
God's only begotten son.
He was nailed to the cross that all these
Bounties might flow to God's workmanship.
Hehold, what manner of love
The Father hath bestowed upon us
That we should be called the sons of God!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem