Thanksgiving greetings in classical poetry

How can I thank you? When I came to you, I wanted to harvest a spring breeze, but you gave me the whole spring.

Poetry:

Choose the best piano,

We sat under that cypress tree,

Clear rivers and flowing water sing with us,

Every time I sing this old story,

My heart is shining with colorful light,

Praise Jesus, praise Jesus,

Praise the Lord as a sinner, and all the dead will glorify the Lord.

Because the blood of the Lord can wash away all sins and defile Christ as the sin of the world,

He was crucified and drained of blood and water.

After suffering, he was placed in a new grave.

Three days later, he came back to life and was honored in heaven. Praise Jesus, praise Jesus,

Praise the Lord as a sinner, and all the dead will glorify the Lord.

Because the blood of the Lord can wash away all sins, friends, come on,