I still recall The day she sat face to face with him How she shook With fear and grief When he broke the envelope seal
His hands moved swiftly With tears in her eyes, he relayed the news quickly 'what are the chances?' she said Her bright eyes turned red 'One in a thousand,' we heard
Is this the end? Is this her fate? To be barren, yet her heart bears a heavy weight Somewhere within We couldn't take it in
So we went in prayer to the Almighty We rejected the Doctor's words We cried to our gracious father Who calls us His Daughters
She was our modern-day Hannah You can guess how it ended Her path, redirected Mother not to one, Mother to all That's why I call her Grace-Elect So are You!