Camie and Mia (The Church Alive)

In the quiet of the morning, as the sunlight breaks the skies, Little voices fill the silence, laughter shining in their eyes. Through the prayers of generations, God’s faith has carried through, Now we see His living promise, right here in the pew. Cami and Mia, you light up this place, The sound of tomorrow, the gift of God’s grace. Four generations, one story, one song, The church is alive, and His love carries on. Grandma’s hands are folded, great-grandma’s eyes are bright, Parents lift you forward, to the children’s Word of life. Every giggle, every whisper, is a melody of hope, A reminder that God’s mercy still teaches hearts to grow. Cami and Mia, you light up this place, The sound of tomorrow, the gift of God’s grace. Four generations, one story, one song, The church is alive, and His love carries on. This is the sound of faith alive, Old and young, together we rise. From the cross to forever, His promise is true, And we see His tomorrow in you. Cami and Mia, you light up this place, The sound of tomorrow, the gift of God’s grace. Four generations, one story, one song, The church is alive, and His love carries on. Cami and Mia… the church is alive… Cami and Mia… His love will survive.