Within my heart, a Child is born, Through grace divine, through love adorned. Not by my will, not by my hand, But by the Father’s sovereign plan.
His holy innocence and light Call me to walk in faith’s pure sight. To turn from noise, the world’s demand, And place my life in His command.
Face to face in prayer I stand, A child before my Father’s hand. No list of wants, no hurried plea, Just quiet love—His Son in me.
Through joy, through sorrow, night or day, Lord, have Your wonderful, holy way. Until Your will is fully known, And Christ’s own life is formed and grown.
May every breath, each step, each part, Bring honor to the Father’s heart. And may the Child within me be Forever one with eternity.
Luk 1:35 The angel answered, "The Holy Spirit will come on you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God.
