I have no fancy gifts wrapped
In ribbons and gold
I have no beautiful bouquet
For You to hold
I don't bring to You jewels
To spread at Your feet
I can't cook You a feast
On which You can eat
I can't hand You a rainbow
Of red, yellow and blue
But Jesus, with paper and pen
I can write for You
I don't have alot to offer
Just the talent You gave me
To put words down on paper
So that others might see
I can write for Your glory
Tell the world of Your love
Bring others to salvation
On the wings of a dove
I'm not much on material things
So bright and shiny new
But Jesus, with paper and pen
I can write for You
I'll give You all the glory
With every word I write
Like a beacon in the sky, Lord
I'll be Your shining light
I have nothing to give You
Except what's in my heart
Words written on blank paper
Seems a good place to start
I can't honor You with presents
So much I can't do
But Jesus, with paper and pen
I can write for You
