Whenever and whatever God creates, it’s an act of powerful, irresistible grace. Nothing forces God to speak. He only speaks when He wants to. But when He does speak, things happen… God speaking is God acting… When the voice of God rings out in gracious, creative power, not even death or unbelief can resist Him.
Michael Lawrence

Let Me Live by Pat Boon

Let Me Live by Pat Boon

. . LET ME LIVE . by Pat Boone . . I had a dream the other night

. So unusual, so profound, so troubling . That I woke up trembling, in tears. .
. In my dream I heard a child’s voice . Speaking to me almost in a whisper .But full of primal joy at being newly alive .I felt deeply the child’s reverence and awe . At the discovery of it’s own existence . And I shared in the excitement.
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.Then I heard another voice – and another – . And soon there seemed to be thousands, .millions of children, all in various stages .of development, all grateful for life – and . all singing the same urgent chorus, the . same fervent plea – for, though each and . every one of those children was already . experiencing LIFE, not one had yet been . born.

. 1st CHILD . I’m one month old . I’m very small . I feel me growing every day . In this warm dark place

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. My heart is the biggest part of me . And it’s beating! . I’m so glad to be alive . So glad . To be alive . . Chorus . Let me live . Let me walk into the sunshine . Let me live . Feel my mother’s arms around me . Feel my father’s love surround me . Be a part of God’s creation . Let me live . . 2nd CHILD . . Fingers . And toes . My own mouth . My own lips . And I’m two months old today . My heart is beating fast . And I feel another heart . Big and strong . Somewhere, everywhere around me . Is it my mother? . . 3rd CHILD . . I’m three months old . And my arms and legs . Have real bones . I’m growing . And kicking too! . Can you feel it? . I can turn my head . I can squint and frown and make a fist . See I can curl my toes . And I think my mother knows I’m here now . I’m alive! . . I’m alive! . . I woke up then, . I knew I was hearing something real . Thousands of unborn children were

. Singing to me from their mothers wombs . They’re not just mindless bits of flesh . There HUMAN BEINGS; all ready in touch . With their Mothers, with God, with LIFE . They deserve to LIVE!!!
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. Chorus
. . Let me live . Let me walk into the sunshine . Let me live . Feel my mother’s arms around me . Feel my father’s love surround me . Be a part of God’s creation . Let me live.