human
Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land, A weary land, a weary land-- Oh, Jesus is a rock in a weary land-- A shelter in the time of storm.
gpt
Did you ever hear of the drunken horse jockey and thief down to Loontown? Well, I'm that man clothed and in my right mind. The Lord stopped me in my evil course, and I am His and He is mine.
human
That is so, he is a changed man.
gpt
There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners plunged beneath its flood Lose all their guilty stains. Lose all their guilty sta-ains; Lose all their guilty sta-ains; And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains.
human
My friends, I am a stranger to you all, I am a stranger to myself, and I trust, sez he,
gpt
I am a stranger to my God.