For a child is born to us
Light of God upon her face
Filled with favor and with love
She’s a miracle of grace
She’s a miracle of grace
I see a mother with her child
I see a daddy standing tall
I see the joy that you have brought to us all
I know gramps will teach you Bible
We’ll all teach you ice cream
Probably you’ll be teaching us all that we’ve lost.
I know there’s a reason there’s rhyme
For every season there’s a sign
I know there’s a message God has just for us
Cause somehow as we grow
We lose what we were told
Simple seems the cost for getting old
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