When she was born, I held her in my arms
I thanked my God for this precious gift of love
A special child with some special needs

A precious child, given from the throne of grace

She's perfect and wonderfully made


As she grew, she was slow to read and write
ABC's were not as easy as they seem

Jigsaw puzzles were quite a struggle
For Times Table, we worked all through the nights
But still, she's precious in her Father's eyes


Chorus:


She's a sweet melody,
A perfect harmony
A perfect praise to her Father's ears

She's a sweet melody.
A perfect symphony
Her Father says

Did you hear my Abby's Praise

When she sings, she could be out of tune

When she lifts her hands, it is surely not a ballet dance
But her Father whispered into my heart,
Perfect praise comes from a perfect heart

Her Father says
Did you hear my Abby's Praise?


Chorus:

She's a sweet melody,

A perfect harmony
A perfect praise to her Father's ears
She's a sweet melody.

A perfect symphony
Her Father says
Did you hear my Abby's Praise