She takes no thought for her own needs
Never heard her say, "Hey, what about me?"
When she works, few eyes see
She's learned life from the servant King
She knows love is a giving thing, oh...
He walks the night street in his Sunday shoes
Handing out blankets to folks sleeping on pews
Expects no glory or thank yous
'Cause he learned life from the mercy King
He knows love is a giving thing
Life should be lived
Walking on our knees
Closing the gap
Between want and need
It's more blessed to give
Than it is to receive
Gotta learn that love
Is a giving thing
Gotta learn that love
Is a giving thing
He laid down in the bed that we made
We gave Him sorrow, He gave Himself away
Took our sins to His grave
He gave life as a Savior King
He knew love as a giving thing
Never heard her say, "Hey, what about me?"
When she works, few eyes see
She's learned life from the servant King
She knows love is a giving thing, oh...
He walks the night street in his Sunday shoes
Handing out blankets to folks sleeping on pews
Expects no glory or thank yous
'Cause he learned life from the mercy King
He knows love is a giving thing
Life should be lived
Walking on our knees
Closing the gap
Between want and need
It's more blessed to give
Than it is to receive
Gotta learn that love
Is a giving thing
Gotta learn that love
Is a giving thing
He laid down in the bed that we made
We gave Him sorrow, He gave Himself away
Took our sins to His grave
He gave life as a Savior King
He knew love as a giving thing
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