Album: The Manger of Our Maker
Years of longing, yearning
Waiting for the day
Years of hoping, watching
We could only ever pray
First a phone call, then a photograph
Then a trip around the world
And the dream to be a family
Is a longing now fulfilled
Now my days are filled with giggles
Chocolate kisses with a smile
Making memories and moments
With this tiny little child
He is no orphan in my eyes
He's my son, the one I love
He is precious in my sight
Years of longing, yearning
Waiting for the day
Years of hoping, watching
They could only ever pray
First the prophets, then the proper time
Then a trip to Bethlehem
Now the One who had been promised
To redeem had come to them
Now their days are filled with wonder
Mercy dwelling in their home
Making memories and moments
For the future is unknown
We are no orphans in His eyes
We are His, the ones He loves
We are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
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