Song 130

The Miracle of Life

Printed Edition

1. Ev’ry newborn child, Ev’ry drop of rain,

Ev’ry golden ray of sun, Each head of grain—

All are gifts from God; They reveal his way.

Miracles performed by him sustain us each day.

(CHORUS)

So, what are we to do with a gift so rare

But to love the One who gave it and show him we care.

No matter what we do, We never can earn it.

This gift is still a gift—The miracle of life.

2. Others may give up, Lose their will to try,

Echoing the wife of Job: “Curse God and die.”

We are not that way. Praise to God we give,

Thanking him for ev’ry precious moment we live.

(CHORUS)

So, what are we to do with a gift so rare

But to love the ones around us and show them we care.

No matter what we do, We never can earn it.

This gift is still a gift—The miracle of life.