“Praise God! Last Thursday, I was able to put these lyrics together, and a friend from church used AI to turn them into a song. I’d love to share it with you.”

Here’s a poetic rendering of my thought:

Justice Purchased, Grace Bestowed
Freedom is not free,
Though I receive it without fee.
A Redeemer bore the weight,
A Judge stood at Heaven’s gate.

He paid, though I was spared,
His love poured out, fully shared.
By free will, I choose or deny,
And judgment answers why.

Justice met mercy on a tree,
Truth kissed grace to set me free.
The offer stands with heaven’s plea:
“Take what was bought — eternally.”