Copper Tools
Cut from copper tools
His blood washed me clean
Attacked at night by evil spirits
Trusting in Jesus always
You Lord Jesus lead the way
Love agape is the price you paid
Questions of robotic wars
Many die every day
Trust in Jesus to raise up his family
I am your son Jesus I kneel before you alone
Made by copper tools
Cut from his rock the rock of creation he is my dearest friend
Voices in the night can not scare me away from trusting in my creator Lord Jesus
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