O what a gift the Father gave (189)

O what a gift the Father gave
When He bestowed His Son,
To save poor, ruined, guilty man,
By sin defiled, undone!

Refrain
Oh, ’twas love, ’twas wondrous love,
The love of God to me!
It brought my Saviour from above
To die on Calvary.

For I was lost and vile indeed,
To sin a willing prey,
Till God in mercy interposed,
And turned my night to day.

Now I can call the Saviour mine,
Though all unworthy still;
I’m sheltered by His precious blood,
Beyond the reach of ill.

Come, all who trust in Jesus now,
And tell our joys abroad;
Let thankful hymns of praise ascend,
For Christ, the gift of God.

  Author: Albert Midlane