Happy Birthday, Shemaiah My Angel Baby
Verse 1
You came like a whirlwind, on a cold July evening,
Eight months too soon, 2.4 kilos of answered prayers.
We called you Shemaiah, "God heard" our cry,
Our quietest whispers reached up to the sky.
Pre-Chorus
From conception to now, His hand held the pen,
Writing a story only Heaven could send. 3 years of grace ,3 years of favor 3 years of living in what was once a prayer request 3 years of loving you and forever to go.
Chorus
Shemaiah, you're living proof, a promise come true,
What was once a prayer request, now we're living it through you.
Every breath, every step, every word that you say,
Declares that our God still makes a way.
Happy Birthday, Shemaiah Hain Kumwenda,
My angel baby, God's gift sent our way.
Verse 2
From four to eight months when sickness pressed in,
Doctors spoke limits, but God spoke again.
"Never walk, never talk," was never His plan,
He had the last word, you're holding my hand.
Bridge
When I carried you, son, this one prayer I prayed,
"Let them see God in him, let Christ be displayed."
Through every hard turn, through night and through day,
God showed up, my boy, He made a way.
Final Chorus
Happy Birthday, Shemaiah Hain Kumwenda,
You're living proof that miracles aren't through.
What was once a prayer request,
Now we're living it through you.
Three years of grace,
Three years of joy,
Three years of watching God's faithfulness unfold.
Happy Birthday, Shemaiah Hain Kumwenda,
My angel baby, my treasure, my son.
Look what God did, look at my son,
God truly heard our prayer—His work has only begun.
Happy Birthday, Shemaiah, our miracle child,
May you always shine with God's love and light.
And may everyone who meets you see Christ in your life,
For you were born to tell His story.