His time has come. He’s lying there fighting for another
day, oh, another day,
His loved ones all around him. Praying he will choose
the way.
But the pain is so strong, more than he can take.
He hears a voice as he slips away.
Choose me. I chose you. I sent my Son, He paid the
price; He died for you.
He bowed His head and said it’s through He’s in your
hands.
I fulfilled your plan. I will be your light and truth. Choose me.
The doctor said, “We’re sorry for this baby you will
grieve,”
But God smiled up in heaven, “I’ve still got miracles up
my sleeve
You see, the prayers have been many for this little girl,
It’s time that I reminded them of my power in this world.”
Choose me. I chose you. I sent my Son, He paid the
price and He died for you.
He bowed His head and said it’s through she’s in your hands.
I fulfilled your plan. I will be your light and truth. Choose
me. Choose me.
I know your life can get rough sometimes.
But God is here with His arms open wide. Yeah, they’re
open wide.
Choose me. I chose you. I sent my Son, He paid the
price; He died for you.
He bowed His head and said it’s through your in my hands.
I fulfilled my plan. I will be your light and truth. Choose
me. Choose me.