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Every time I see a old rugged tree ,
It reminds me of the man who died for you ,
and me.
I sit alone staring across that moon lite sky,
thinking about how on that cruel cross
our savior Jesus Christ died.
I call him love.
I call him mercy .
I call him grace.
I call him peace.
I call him forgiveness
I call him hope
for this lost ,
and dieing human race
that is who is to me.
I think about his blood
that was shed for you,and for me.
I think about
that at Calvary's cross
his crucifixion was never in vain..
I look around,
and I do see,
all those on bended knee's
Are calling upon his holy name.
I call him love.
I call him mercy.
I call him grace.
I call him peace.
I call him forgiveness.
I call him hope,
for this lost ,
And dieing human race.
that is who he is to me.
I call love.
I call him mercy.
I call him peace.
I call him forgiveness.
I call him hope
for this lost,
And dieing human race.
That is who Jesus Christ is to me.
That is who Jesus Christ is to me.
Details
GeneratedFeb 28, 2025
Duration2:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark electro.rock
Credits
Prompt by
KimberlyRose
KimberlyRoseModelAria v4
