OUR GIFTS

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 10, 1900

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 77, No. 28.

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OUR GIFTS.

“What shall I give to thee, O Lord? The kings that came of old Laid softly on thy cradle rude, Their myrrh and gems and gold.
“Thy martyrs gave their hearts’ warm blood, Their ashes strewed thy way; They spurned their lives as dreams and dust, To speed thy coming way.
“Thou knowest of sweet and precious things: My store is scant and small, Yet, wert thou here in want and woe, Lord, I would give thee all.”
There came a voice from heavenly heights: “Unclose thine eyes and see. Gifts to the least of those I love Thou givest unto me.”
— Rose Terry Cooke.