A hand-made delivery
A hand-made delivery
about the life of my son, Nakoa
by Joel Howard
I rock you at night
I hold you so close
Nakoa, sweet baby
My Halleluiah child
My miracle boy
The story untold
My warrior, my strong one
My strength, my boy
My warrior, my strong one
My strength, my boy
I'll hold you
I'll hold you
I'll hold you 'til you're done
I'll hold you still
You're my number one
My favorite boy
I'd rock you 'til the morning
And these lungs I'd employ
I'd rock you 'til the morning
my boy
I rock you at night
I hold you so near
Nakoa, what a baby!
My miracle child
You say Halleluiah
As if to proclaim
"My life's just beginning!"
I'm so glad you came!
You're life's just beginning
I'm so glad you came!
And when the morning comes
I'll kiss you
I'll kiss you
I'll kiss you until you know
I'll kiss you
I'll kiss you
I'll never let you go
I'll love you in the morning
My child
You're a hand-made delivery
Straight from our Father
The doctors more than once
tried to end your life
They said, "There's no baby!"
"Let's pull it out now"
I'm so glad we waited
So glad we said "no"!
I'm so glad we waited
'Cuz, boy here you go!!!
You say "Halleluiah"
From morning 'til night
It's you're only word
And I think
That's on purpose
So the whole world will know
You're a hand-made delivery
Straight from our Lord
There's devils that cringe
at the sight of you here
I'm certain you were born with a song
With a touch of the heavens
With delight on your face
And His praise on your tongue
A design for this place
You're a hand-made delivery
Straight from our God!
What a hand-made delivery
Straight from His love!
