The Only Gift That Matters

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(Verse 1)
The winter wind is blowing, the porch light’s shining bright
The living room is crowded on this quiet, holy night
I look around the table at the faces in the room
The hands that held me tightly through the seasons of my gloom
We don't need silver ribbons, or a treasure chest of gold
Because the greatest blessing is a love that never folds
I see the ones who stand by me when life gets cold and gray
And I know they are the greatest gift that God sends down our way.
(Chorus)
And the wise men still follow the star tonight
Through the deserts of our worries, guided by the light
Everything comes together in the quiet, fading view
Every broken piece is mended to make a perfect day for You
Oh, the world may try to claim it, but the truth will always shine
This perfect day belongs to Jesus Christ, and it is entirely Thine.
(Verse 2)
The wrappers hit the floorboards, the fire's burning low
But there's a deeper comfort than the logs that softly glow
It's the shelter of a family, the ones who pray me through
A human reflection of the grace we find in You
They wrap me up in kindness when my spirit starts to break
A heavenly reminder of the promises You make
We gather in the evening as the shadows start to fall
Realizing that Your presence is the anchor of it all.
(Chorus)
And the wise men still follow the star tonight
Through the deserts of our worries, guided by the light
Everything comes together in the quiet, fading view
Every broken piece is mended to make a perfect day for You
Oh, the world may try to claim it, but the truth will always shine
This perfect day belongs to Jesus Christ, and it is entirely Thine.
(Bridge)
It’s not about the stockings, it’s not about the tree
It's about the King of Glory who set the captive free
The universe aligns its light to point to where He lay
And all our earthly chaos bows before His holy day.
(Outro)
The house is finally quiet, the children fast asleep
The memory of this perfect day is one I’ll always keep
But as I close my eyes and bow my head to pray
I remember who it belongs to...
Jesus, it's Your day.
Only Your day.

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(Verse 1) The winter wind is blowing, the porch light’s shining bright The living room is crowded on this quiet, holy night I look around the table at the faces in the room The hands that held me tightly through the seasons of my gloom We don't need silver ribbons, or a treasure chest of gold Because the greatest blessing is a love that never folds I see the ones who stand by me when life gets cold and gray And I know they are the greatest gift that God sends down our way. (Chorus) And the wise men still follow the star tonight Through the deserts of our worries, guided by the light Everything comes together in the quiet, fading view Every broken piece is mended to make a perfect day for You Oh, the world may try to claim it, but the truth will always shine This perfect day belongs to Jesus Christ, and it is entirely Thine. (Verse 2) The wrappers hit the floorboards, the fire's burning low But there's a deeper comfort than the logs that softly glow It's the shelter of a family, the ones who pray me through A human reflection of the grace we find in You They wrap me up in kindness when my spirit starts to break A heavenly reminder of the promises You make We gather in the evening as the shadows start to fall Realizing that Your presence is the anchor of it all. (Chorus) And the wise men still follow the star tonight Through the deserts of our worries, guided by the light Everything comes together in the quiet, fading view Every broken piece is mended to make a perfect day for You Oh, the world may try to claim it, but the truth will always shine This perfect day belongs to Jesus Christ, and it is entirely Thine. (Bridge) It’s not about the stockings, it’s not about the tree It's about the King of Glory who set the captive free The universe aligns its light to point to where He lay And all our earthly chaos bows before His holy day. (Outro) The house is finally quiet, the children fast asleep The memory of this perfect day is one I’ll always keep But as I close my eyes and bow my head to pray I remember who it belongs to... Jesus, it's Your day. Only Your day.

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