Long months of waiting
Long months of praying
Long months of hoping you’ll come
Now the time’s near that you’ll soon appear,
And I’m praising my great God above.
Waiting to hold you
Longing to know you
Ready to meet you, sweet child
Counting the days
‘Til I’ll see your face
Oh, I’m ready to meet you, sweet child.
Sweet child of Mom
Sweet child of Dad
Sweet child of God above
God in His mercy, His grace and His love
Gave you as a blessing indeed.
Waiting to hold you
Longing to know you
Ready to meet you, sweet child
Counting the days
‘Til I’ll see your face
Oh, I’m ready to meet you, sweet child.
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