‘Tis 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, turn will be our delight
'Til by turning, turning, we come ‘round right.
‘Tis a gift to be knowing, ‘tis a gift to be kind,
‘Tis a gift to wait to 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 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 will never, ever lose.
‘Tis a gift to be loving, ‘tis the best gift of all,
Like the warm spring rain bringing beauty when it falls,
And as we use this gift we might come to believe
It is better to give than it is to receive.