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== Lyrics ==
 
== Lyrics ==
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When You got there<br>
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I was sure You'd come too late<br>
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We all pay You lip service,<br>
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Then address our prayers to fate<br>
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Sister gone<br>
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She tripped and fell<br>
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A prodigal hell<br>
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And do I dare believe You'll reach<br>
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Such a long lost cause,<br>
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Wrapped in gauze?<br>
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As good as dead<br>
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She's breathing<br>
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My Lord,<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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I know<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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And I saw<br>
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How she'd chosen the grave<br>
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My Lord, it's a miracle save<br>
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When she woke up,<br>
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We were dumbstruck at the sight<br>
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Like coming out of a coma,<br>
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All she asked for was more light<br>
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Fluttering eyes<br>
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Light from a tomb<br>
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You flooded her room<br>
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With a fearsome mercy<br>
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Torn from the devil's grip,<br>
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From the clutches of fear<br>
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I can hear her dead heart beating<br>
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My Lord,<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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I know<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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And I saw<br>
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How she'd chosen the grave<br>
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My Lord, it's a miracle save<br>
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We lose hope<br>
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We mumble our prayers<br>
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We seal off the stairs<br>
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And never dare believe Your reach<br>
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Can pass through stone,<br>
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Can lead a child home,<br>
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Can make the dead start blinking<br>
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My Lord,<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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I know<br>
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She's a miracle child<br>
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And I saw<br>
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How she'd chosen the grave<br>
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My Lord, it's a miracle save<br>
   
 
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Latest revision as of 20:47, July 5, 2010

Miracle Child is the ninth track on Newsboys' sixth studio album, Take Me to Your Leader. It is 3 min. 10 sec. long.

Lyrics Edit

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
Light 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


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