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Michael Card
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Letra
How could it be
This baby in my arms
Sleeping now, so peacefully
The Son of God, the angel said
How could it be?
Lord, I know He's not my own
Not of my flesh
Not of my bone
Still Father let this baby be
The son of my love
Father show me where I fit
Into this plan of yours
How can a man be father
To the Son of God?
Lord, for all my life
I've been a simple carpenter
How can I raise a King?
How can I raise a King?
He looks so small
His face and hands so fair
And when He cries, the sun just seems to disappear
And when He laughs, it shines again
How could it be?
Father show me where I fit
Into this plan of yours
How can a man be father
To the Son of God?
Lord, for all my life
I've been a simple carpenter
How can I raise a King?
How can I raise a King?
How could it be
This baby in my arms
Sleeping now, so peacefully
The Son of God, the angel said
How could it be?
How could it be?
Written by: Michael Card
