With a little one to love
And I prayed with hope
I prayed in faith
That soon the day would come-
That in my heart and in my arms
I’d hold a little one.
Like Sarah in the Bible
The days and years seemed long.
The days and years seemed long.
I waited for a miracle-
Would it ever come?
Unlike Hannah,
Unlike Sarah
It was not meant to be.
A little child would not be born-
Not from within me.
It seems like God just took me by the hand.
I heard him say, “This is the plan.”
I asked Him why this burden was mine to bear.
He said, “Find faith, I’ve heard your humble prayer.”
There’s a story in the Bible
A story I understand
About a woman who bore a child
And placed him in other hands.
She wanted him to be kept safe-
She traded sacrifice for faith…
And in the end he grew to be
One who looked upon God’s face.
Like this woman in the story
Another bore a son.
She traded sacrifice for faith-
And placed him in my arms.
Like Hannah, and like Sarah
My miracle had come-
And in my heart and in my arms.
I held my little one.
It seems like God just took my by the hand.
I heard him say, “This is the plan.”
Again, I prayed and humbly spoke to God above
For now I held a little one to love.
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