David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
David C. Martin
Once He walked upon the water
Turned the water into wine
Told the lame man
To pick up his bed and walk
Restored the sight to the blind
So when I'm down in sinking sand
I put it all, all into the hands
Of the Miracle Man
The Miracle Man
Put it all into the hands
The hands of the Miracle Man
Once He fed five thousand
With a bit of fish and bread
Made the leper clean
Calmed the stormy sea
Raised a man from the dead
So when it all gets a bit too much
I reach out, reach out for the touch
Of the Miracle Man
Oh, the Miracle Man
Put it all into the hands
The hands of the Miracle Man
He drives away the darkest clouds
The Miracle Man
His power leaves no room
For the shadow of a doubt
When they hung Him up
High upon the cross
He washed away our sins
And when they buried Him
He rolled away the stone
And rose to life once again
When my fears come closin’ in
I put it all in the nail-scarred hands
Of the Miracle Man
The Miracle Man
Put it all into the hands
The hands of the Miracle Man
(Miracle Man)
He's the Miracle Man
(Miracle Man)
The Miracle Man
(Miracle Man...)
Miracle Man was written by David C. Martin.
Miracle Man was produced by Phil Naish.