God's Gift

My love is like a blossom
Blooming sweetly in the moon
His voice sings gaily to me
Like a melody played in tune

He is my sun and star
My morning noon and night
Without him, I could not live
Life would never again be right

My love for him shall never leave
As long as the mountains continue to rise
I will be there for my blossom
Until the end of all time

With a spirit so broken and hurt
I, a mere child, could only dream
That God would be gracious enough
As to give this gift to me