In the womb of mystery the children perform The herald blast as each child's was born.
In the crevice of prophesy the clouds tie Up to the heavens to God in the sky
Angels announce the spreading of the news so vast God's mystery is a miracle now and in the past
But through it we have been blessed With the gift of children as His best
So with blessings of mother hood He did proclaim The love of our children for us to obtain.