Miracle Child

Miracle Child - Newsboys

Written by：Skeeter Davis/Peter Furler/Steve Taylor

When you got there

I was sure you'd come too late

We all pay you lip service

Then address our prayers to fate

Sister gone

She tripped and fell

A prodigal hell

And do I dare believe you'll reach

Such a long lost cause

Wrapped in gauze

As good as dead

She's breathing

My Lord

She's a miracle child

I know

She's a miracle child

And I saw

How she'd chosen the grave

My Lord

It's a miracle save

When she woke up

We were dumbstruck at the sight

Like coming out of a coma

All she asked for was more light

Fluttering eyes

Life from a tomb

You flooded her room

With a fearsome mercy

Torn from the devil's grip

From the clutches of fear

I can hear her dead heart beating

My Lord

She's a miracle child

I know

She's a miracle child

And I saw

How she'd chosen the grave

My Lord

It's a miracle save

We lose hope

We mumble our prayers

We seal off the stairs

And never dare believe your reach

Can pass through stone

Can lead a child home

Can make the dead start blinking

My Lord

She's a miracle child

I know

She's a miracle child

And I saw

How she'd chosen the grave

My Lord

It's a miracle save