Isn't she lovely?
Isn't she wonder-ful?
Isn't she precious?
Less than one minute old.
I never thought through love we'd be,
Ma king one as lovely as she.
But isn't she lovely; made from love?
Isn't she pretty?
Truly the angel's best.
Boy, I'm so happy,
We have been Heaven blessed.
I can't be-lieve what God has done;
Th rough us he's given life to one.
But isn't she lovely; made from love?
Isn't she lovely?
Life and love are the same.
Life is A-isha,
The meaning of her name.
Londie, it could have not been done,
Wi thout you who conceived the one,
That's so very lovely; made from love.
