Miracles still abound at Death's Door
At death's door, miracle's still abound
I see the beauty from another ones eyes
Love in the purest form radiates all around
Tears of joy and sadness roll into one
Raphael, Michael and Gabriel angel three
giving praise and glory to God,
waiting to welcome one home
But wait, breathe once more comes into the shell
Prayers of healing have been heard
a witness, a testament to loving divine intervention
In this age of so much despair,
Abba, hears his child's cries
At death's door, miracle's still abound
Glory to God in heaven where he reaches down
to remind us of his unconditional love
His mercy and peace blinds our thoughts
we become child-like once again in his presence
Warmth from his hugs reminds us
we felt them before like, no other since then
At death's door, miracle's still abound
