YOU ARE HIS MIRACLE
Words & Music by:
Doug Eltzroth
She fights the crowd of her own town
The very streets her friends walk down
She’s sick, she’s dying, they all know.
Exhausted wisdom of the world
She’s still afflicted, Where is the cure?
“Just touch the border of His clothes…”
There’s no affliction, He cannot ease
There is no captive, He can’t release
There is no wrong, He cannot right
There is no lust, He cannot tame
There is no cripple, He cannot teach to walk,
To run, to dance, to fly.
Chorus
You are His miracle,
keep drawing nearer
You are His miracle,
it’s becoming clearer
You are His miracle, a
few more steps
Reach out your hand
and you will see
You are his miracle,
ready to be.
Her fingertips touched garment thread
Her childlike faith at last has led
Her to the very source of health
He turns and looks her eye to eye
It’s God himself and He replies:
“Your simple trust has made you well…”
There’s no heart torn He cannot bind
There is no lost He cannot find
There is no mute He cannot teach to talk
To shout, to laugh, to sing……
There is no storm He cannot
whisper “Peace, be still”
There is no giant in
His name you cannot kill
And there’s no hold on
you He cannot sever
Nothing is too great -not
now, not ever
Chorus
You are His miracle,
keep drawing nearer
You are His miracle,
it’s becoming clearer
You are His miracle, a
few more steps
Reach out your hand
and you will see
You are his miracle,
ready to be.
