Donating it with love

 Oh noble soul, who gives to those in need,

Whose heart is filled with charity and love,

Whose every act is done with kindly deed,

And seeks no recompense or praise thereof.

For in this world, where greed and want abound,

And strife and struggle meet us at each turn,

How sweet it is to see a love profound,

That gives without expecting a return.

For oftentimes, the world can be unkind,

And many a soul is lost along the way,

But with a gift, some hope we might yet find,

And find the strength to face another day.

So let us give with open hands and hearts,

And know that in so doing, we play our parts.

For every act of kindness, every gift,

Is like a seed that in the ground is sown,

And though we may not always see the lift,

The fruit of love will surely soon be shown.

So do not let the struggles of this life,

Discourage you from doing what is right,

For in the midst of hardship, pain, and strife,

A gift of love can be a shining light.

And though we may not always understand,

The reasons for the trials we endure,

Our acts of love can make a mighty stand,

And bring some hope to those who must endure.

So give with all your heart and soul and mind,

And know that every gift you make is blessed,

For in the struggle of all humankind,

Our acts of love and kindness are the best.

For though we may not always see the end,

Or know the outcome of each act we do,

We know that every gift we do extend,

Is like a seed that in the earth will grow.

So let us give with open hearts and hands,

And trust that God will bless us in return,

For in the struggles of this mortal land,

Our acts of love and charity will burn.

And though the world may be a troubled place,

And though the night may seem so dark and long,

We know that in the end, God's loving grace,

Will bring us to a place where we belong.

So do not let the struggles of this life,

Discourage you from doing what is right,

For in the midst of hardship, pain, and strife,

A gift of love can be a shining light.

And though we may not always understand,

The reasons for the trials we endure,

Our acts of love can make a mighty stand,

And bring some hope to those who must endure.

For in this world, where so much suffering reigns,

And where so many cry out for relief,

Our acts of love and kindness can remain,

A source of hope and comfort in their grief.

So let us give with all our might and main,

And trust that God will bless us in return,

For in the struggle of all humankind,

Our acts of love and charity will burn.

And though the path ahead may seem so rough,

And though the obstacles may seem so tall,

We know that in the end, the gift of love,

Will bring us to a place where we can stand tall.

So do not be discouraged by the fight,

But give with all your heart and all your soul,

For in the midst of darkness, pain, and blight,

A gift of love can make the broken whole.

For though we may not always see the way,

Or know the outcome of each act we do,

We know that every gift we do convey,

Is like a seed that in the earth will brew.

So let us give with open hands and hearts,

And know that in so doing, we play our parts.