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Evâry newborn child, Evâry drop of rain,
Evâry golden ray of sun, Each head of grainâ
All are gifts from God; They reveal his way.
Miracles performed by him sustain us each day.
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 giftâThe miracle of life.
Others may give up, Lose their will to try,
Echoing the wife of Job: âCurse God and die.â
We are not that way. Praise to God we give,
Thanking him for evâry precious moment we live.
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 giftâThe miracle of life.