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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Born in a borrowed place
Wrapped in rags
In a stranger’s space
Carried by a weary girl
Hope so small
It could change the world
Carving tables with his hands
Dust and sweat in a quiet town
Healing splinters
Learning pain
All the while
Writing our names
[Chorus]
This is the story in His hands
From the manger to the empty grave
Every tear
Every broken plan
He was walking there beside our shame
Jesus
Jesus
Love with scars that still remain
This is the story
The story in His hands
[Verse 2]
Blind man reaching through the crowd
“Son of David
” crying out loud
Dirty roads beneath His feet
Making ruined hearts skip a beat
Bread and fish in a hungry field
Storms go quiet when He speaks
Friends who swore they’d never leave
Sleeping while He starts to bleed
[Chorus]
This is the story in His hands
From the garden to the cross of pain
Every nail
Every cruel demand
He was choosing us with every stain
Jesus
Jesus
Love that walked into the grave
This is the story
The story in His hands
[Bridge]
Third day sunrise breaking through
Stone rolled back
Everything new (oh-oh)
Empty tomb
But a heartbeat loud
Hope runs wild through a weeping crowd
Now my worry
Now my fear
Now my future
All my years
Every chapter I don’t understand
I place it all in His wounded hands
[Chorus]
This is the story in His hands
From my failure to His saving grace
Every doubt
Every second chance
He is with me in the in-between space
Jesus
Jesus
Name that holds me when I shake
This is the story
The story in His hands
Details
GeneratedFeb 22, 2026
Duration3:46
LanguageTL
Style
folk, Acoustic-driven worship ballad with male vocals, warm upright piano, and gentle pads. Verses stay intimate, just voice and picked guitar; chorus swells with drums, bass, and a small choir answering key lines. Bridge opens into a lifted, congregational moment, then pulls back to a tender, almost whispered final hook.
Credits
Prompt bySaul84123
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A song on a story of Jesus Christ
