a gift to be simple, 'tis a
gift to be free,
'Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
It will be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we will not be ashamed,
To turn, to turn will be our delight,
'Til by turning, turning we come 'round right.
'Tis a gift to be gentle, 'tis a gift to be fair,
'Tis a gift to wake and breathe the morning air.
To walk every day in the path that we choose,
'Tis a gift we pray, we may never lose.
'Tis a gift to be knowing, 'tis a gift to be kind,
'Tis a gift to wait and hear another's mind,
That when we speak our feelings we might come out true,
'Tis a gift for me and a gift for you.
'Tis a gift to be loving, 'tis the best gift of all,
Like a warm spring rain bringing beauty when it falls,
And when we use this gift we may come to believe,
It is better to give than it is to receive.