[Verse 1] A homeless man clutched a ragged coat, His only one to wear. “I need your coat,” a woman said. He wasn’t sure he’d dare. With trembling hands he gave it up, Unsure what waited there. She wrapped him in a finer coat, Worth more than he could spare. [Chorus] What looks like loss becomes a gift. What feels like fear sets us free. The One who asks for everything Gives more than we can see. ⸻ [Verse 2] She filled her piggy bank with coins, One penny every day. Her father asked, “May I have that, please?” She didn’t know what to say. She held it close a moment more, Then placed it in his hand. He gave it back with gold inside, A treasure rich and grand. [Chorus] What looks like loss becomes a gift. What feels like fear sets us free. The One who asks for everything Gives more than we can see. ⸻ [Verse 3] A violinist played for coins, To buy his daily bread. “Give me your instrument.” The stranger smiled and said. The player held it close awhile, Then gave it willingly. The stranger gave a finer one, Its sound was heavenly. [Final Chorus] What looks like loss becomes a gift. What feels like fear sets us free. The God who asks for everything Gives more than we can see.
