Oh, what a gift the Father gave When He bestowed His Son! To save poor, ruined, guilty man, By sin defiled, undone. 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 your joys abroad; Let thankful hymns of praise ascend For Christ, the gift of God.