Miracle Child - Newsboys

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