Years later in a room in the hospital, Blue clothes, curtains close, and the gloves are on. Hands reach in and then all the worry's gone; The baby comes out clean. The baby comes out clean. The baby comes out clean. The baby comes out clean. A huge scene – the door to our suite is broken down: The family and people I've never seen before. A close ring – people lean in to see me scream and Somebody yells, "Oh good, It looks like he's alive; My, isn't our God so good?" And then the whole room cries: "A-men, A-men, A-men, A-men."