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You wear the patch,
And think you're safe,
The child is made
It is God's grace
The time is wrong
You just can't face
The child is made
It is God's grace
Your hearts are sad
Is there now hate?
The child is made
It is God's grace
The doc confirms
You hesitate
The child is made
It is God's grace
Someone is glad
And just can't wait
The child is made
It is God's grace
You bond with her
And want your mate
The child is made
It is God's grace
She will be born,
She will be great
The child is made
It is God's grace.
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You have written of this very well. A child is a blessing. I hope your friend is very happy and knows how much she is blessed. It is very nice of you to do this for her.
This about my dear friend who has undergone many problems of which this last has become a blessing. The repetition grew out of the realization that God determined the life of this little one - I wanted to emphasize that. Thank you for your comments.
