Miracles
Whose truth shall you hear The truth that I speak or the truth that you
see
My heart tells a story that my eyes have only seen and only comes from
me
When your eyes behold my story you know it then be true for only then it
comes from you
Miracles are precious gifts given from the maker sent from him so true
God says, Let these eyes of mine be yours for you to see with me Take
this gift I give to you for the need I see in thee
And when you tell my miracle to those who don't believe Ask why
they pray for one and send it forth to me
A miracle is a miracle No matter where it shows For is only the eye that
sees it or is only heart that knows
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