| Tiny baby, born too soon;
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| Not much future to hope for
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| Tears and whispers fill this room
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| And hearts will burst with love…
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| And gifted hands will do their best
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| And care so very much
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| But it is not enough
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| It is not enough!
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| God of miracles, come and be with us
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| We will trust in you, to deliver us!
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| Kind and noble King, kneeling in the dust:
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| So predictable, so mysterious!
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| God of miracles…
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| Man and woman, once in love
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| Now her sad heart is shaking
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| Crying in the dark alone
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| Crying out for help!
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| And counselors will listen long
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| And care so very much
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| But it is not enough
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| It is not enough!
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| God of miracles, come and be with us
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| We will trust in you, do your work in us!
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| Kind and noble King, kneeling in the dust:
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| So predictable, so mysterious!
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| God of miracles…
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| Your voice is powerful
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| Nothing is difficult
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| You can do what we cannot!
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| Your grace is beautiful, stronger when we are small
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| You are God
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| You are God!
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| God of miracles, come and be with us
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| We will trust in you, to deliver us!
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| Kind and noble King, kneeling in the dust:
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| So magnificent, so mysterious!
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| God of miracles!
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| God of miracles, come be with us
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| God of miracles!
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| Kind and noble King, kneeling in the dust:
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| So magnificent, so mysterious!
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| God of miracles… |