All life is a gift,
Even one spent in pain.
Because of Jesus, one day,
I'll never know it again.
Though I suffer each day,
With a head that does pound,
I've found comfort and peace,
For His grace does abound.
In this life we have sorrow,
And of joy there's a dearth.
Many struggle to cope,
And survive on this earth.
We need a safe haven;
A fortress for the soul.
This Christ has given,
Through His death on a pole.
This world, it is cursed,
For we have all sinned.
We rejected our God;
To our eternal chagrin.
But to eradicate evil,
All in one go,
Would also mean we,
Must in the pit go.
Praise the Lord God,
For He is loving and just.
He allows us to live on,
To give us time to trust.
For us His Son died,
To pay our debt.
He trampled down death,
To erase our regret.
Though Jesus did die,
He soon rose again.
He did this to save,
Every soul born of men.
This life is a gift;
A chance to repent.
A chance to trust in the One,
Who stooped low and bent,
To descend to the dirt,
From heaven on high.
Yahweh didn't forsake us,
To languish and die.
He bore all our sorrow,
And shouldered our grief.
To us He shows mercy,
And offers relief.
Come now to Jesus,
And be free of sin's weight.
Be forgiven your burden;
He will wipe clean your slate.
To all He bids welcome;
Come rest in His arms.
Know the comfort and love,
Of Him who swallowed Death's harms.
This life is a gift,
Though we may suffer much.
For all who trust Jesus,
Will be freed from Death's touch.
Eternal life He does offer,
Freely to all.
But we must trust in Him,
So do not forestall.
