Gospel song by ChatGPT 3.5
On the shoulders of a heavenly Lord,
Government rests, in justice restored.
Untimely floods and catastrophes unfold,
A hidden lord, a story to be told.
Jesus Christ, the unseen guide,
Presides with mercy, justice beside.
From heavens high to the winepress of wrath,
He's the same Lord, leading our path.
In the face of disease, a plague's cruel art,
Angels appointed, playing their part.
The wicked smitten, a curse to bear,
Yet justice events reach those in despair.
Jesus Christ, the unseen guide,
Presides with mercy, justice beside.
From heavens high to the winepress of wrath,
He's the same Lord, leading our path.
Drenched in red, the winepress of fate,
Yet compassion flows, not fueled by hate.
Understanding the rights, the wrongs we face,
He stands as a symbol of redemptive grace.
Seen on the shore, as apostles fished in vain,
Jesus appeared, breaking through the mundane.
"Put down your nets," his command they heeded,
A bountiful catch, a truth revealed.
Jesus Christ, the unseen guide,
Presides with mercy, justice beside.
From heavens high to the winepress of wrath,
He's the same Lord, leading our path.
In clouds of heaven, his presence proclaimed,
Teaching timeless lessons, faith unchained.
The risen Lord, yesterday and today,
In justice and mercy, he guides our way.
