| Have nine months really gone this fast?
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| Holding my baby girl in my hands
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| Ten million thoughts running through my mind
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| One thing’s for sure God I want to get this right
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| I want to love her like You love me
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| give her everything can
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| I want to live a life that’s holy
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| and be a better man
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| You could have chosen any body
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| but I’m the one You gave her to
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| If she’s gonna be like me
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| Then God I want to be like You
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| Finally turned five and he looks like me
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| Always playing baseball or climbing up some tree
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| God I know he won’t always be this young
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| Let him grow up proud to be his daddy’s son
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| I want to love him like You love me
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| give him everything I can
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| I want to live a life that’s holy
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| and be a better man
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| You could have chosen any body
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| but I’m the one You gave him to
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| If he’s gonna be like me
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| Then God I want to be like You
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| Cause their feet are gonna follow
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| where their father leads them to
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| so Father won’t You lead me straight to You, to You
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| And when my life is over
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| I pray that they will look back
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| and say they saw a bit of Jesus in their dad
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| I want to love them like You love me
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| give them everything I can
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| I want to live a life that’s holy
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| and be a better man
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| You could have chosen any body
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| but I’m the one You gave them to
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| If their gonna be like me
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| Then God I want to be like You |