In cheerful hearts, a seed takes root,
A joyous offering, a willing pursuit.
From gratitude’s wellspring, we pour,
Our actions echoing forevermore.
God delights in our open hands,
Not just in gold, but in love’s strands.
For when we give, our spirits bloom,
And blessings flow, dispelling gloom.
Seed and bread, His provision vast,
He multiplies our gifts, unsurpassed.
In the dance of grace, our souls entwine,
Generosity’s rhythm, divine and fine.
So trust His heart, His love unswayed,
For every act of kindness, He has weighed.
Abundant blessings, like morning dew,
Await those who give, their hearts renewed.
May our lives echo this sacred refrain,
As we bless others, free from earthly chain.
God’s grace, our compass, forever true,
In cheerful hearts, His love shines through.
