People used to tell me
How wonderful it would be
To have a child of my own
Looking up to smile at me
But now I know that "wonderful"
Is a word that can't explain
The mystery, the miracle
Of new life that God has made
In the silence of the night
I hear I lonely cry
Though I am lightly sleeping
I rush to be by her side
And in her face, I worry
For the future she will see
That she might grow into someone
Who one day would not believe
Be in her eyes and see through her
Be in her tears and comfort her
Her tiny feet to walk with her
'Til one day, she'll invite You into her heart
The prayer of all God's people
I know that You will hear
So listen to our humble hearts
And please, take away my fear
You promised us an angel
Especially for this child
To rest upon her shoulder
And carry her through the miles
How wonderful it would be
To have a child of my own
Looking up to smile at me
But now I know that "wonderful"
Is a word that can't explain
The mystery, the miracle
Of new life that God has made
In the silence of the night
I hear I lonely cry
Though I am lightly sleeping
I rush to be by her side
And in her face, I worry
For the future she will see
That she might grow into someone
Who one day would not believe
Be in her eyes and see through her
Be in her tears and comfort her
Her tiny feet to walk with her
'Til one day, she'll invite You into her heart
The prayer of all God's people
I know that You will hear
So listen to our humble hearts
And please, take away my fear
You promised us an angel
Especially for this child
To rest upon her shoulder
And carry her through the miles
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