The Lexi Contest Tree

In my garden there stands a tree Its roots and leaves grow free The changing seasons on you I see Lord Jesus I believe That you are a the creator of all things But how sad was Satan’s sting He had eves heart on a string So entered into the garden sin But God then sent His only son A precious journey that has begun To make his precious children one And every battle for us He has won There upon that hard cruel tree My Jesus gave His life for me As I bow on bended knee I truly am set free And now in heaven He will take His place Let’s all pick up on the pace The goal of this good hard race Is to see His glorious face