My gift’s a secret, hid beneath
This golden foil and bow.
My Father wrapped it in His love
For only one to know.
My gift is very precious
And the wrapping’s precious too;
The one without the other
spoils the mystery and the clue.
For though the pressure’s strong
My God is with me from the start,
And He’ll be there with me when
I give my love, my Gift Wrapped Heart.
By James Louviere
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