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The Four Gifts Author Unknown She kneels before her Master's feet and looks into His eyes searching for the truth she needs as she vows to Him her life Four packages lay on the floor all are wrapped with love she reaches low to place the first in the lap of the one she adores opened as quickly as He had won it He views her heart inside, it's yours my love and has been since the day you held me to your side The second gift is smaller the paper silver gilt tis just my mind, she whispers yours to do with as you will The third one is small and compact white paper, small white bow she watches as He opens and whispers...and now, you own my soul She bends to pick the last gift up and trembles as she holds it small tears of love run down her face this gift has been the hardest He smiles at her and reaches and watches the gift dissolve Master, my love, she whispers this gift is more than just my love it can't be held it can't be wrapped The gift is my surrender |