Now Mother please don't abort me, and do away with me,
Some day I'll be a joy to you, When from your womb I am free,
Please let me live and grow up, to be what I should be,
God made me someone special, Let me live and you will agree,
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God has given us Mother's and Father's, and Son's and Daughter's to love,
Born in the image of God's likeness, sent down from heaven above,
We hold them in our hands like a rose, Or perhaps a pearl of great price,
Then they walk out of there body, through the door of eternal life,
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