God gives us our life
In moments, the hors of day,
If we are to bear life's burdens
We must take the time to pray, For all the precious moments
...
Kurtisha, was a wee little girl
And a wee little girl is she,
She rides the tractor all around
And claps her hands with glee, With her big blue eyes and happy smile
...
Victory
God gives us our life
In moments, the hors of day,
If we are to bear life's burdens
We must take the time to pray, For all the precious moments
Melt away as sand from the sea,
So, every fervent prayer that's prayed
Gives us the glorious VICTORY.