Master Cao, I owe you the background of writing songs.

This song was written by the author in a certain year. The author's words: "I remember once the church sent our song, and the brothers and sisters scrambled for it." The flowers on the rostrum also collapsed, and the iron railings were squeezed crooked, and I was crushed to the ground. When the priest looked on the stage, he was furious: the Peiling meeting has just been held for three days, and he is still in such a hurry that he has no Christian character at all! Yes, I don't die easily! This is what we often do to worry the Holy Spirit! Yes, if God doesn't have mercy on us, who can stand it? Lord, thank you for bleeding and laying down your life for us on the cross, washing away our filth and paying off our sins and debts, so that we can stand on you and stand firm. May the words and deeds of each of us show the glory of God! "