On a corner of the sky, with gentle sun,
Jesus descends, a gift for everyone.
And spring begins to bloom and rise,
when His love warms hearts and skies.
The trees sing softly in quiet air,
and flowers sway with tender care.
They dance lightly in the breeze,
announcing love across the trees.
Beneath the sky, so clear and bright,
He comes with gentle, soothing light.
And every blade of grass and flower
praises Him in holy power.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 5:06 AM UTC
On a corner of the sky, with gentle sun,
Jesus descends, a gift for everyone.
And spring begins to bloom and rise,
when His love warms hearts and skies.
The trees sing softly in quiet air,
and flowers sway with tender care.
They dance lightly in the breeze,
announcing love across the trees.
Beneath the sky, so clear and bright,
He comes with gentle, soothing light.
And every blade of grass and flower
praises Him in holy power.
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