Hymn by ChatGPT

The prompt given to ChatGPT was as follows:

Pretend to be a Scottish pastor from the 20th century. Write a poem about our only hope in life and in death.

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Aye, laddie, let me try me best at writing a wee poem for ye.

In life, we walk through fields of green,
And bask in sunshine's golden sheen.
We revel in the joys of earth,
And all the beauty of its worth.

But in the end, we all must face,
The final darkness of our race.
When death comes knocking at our door,
We'll face its cold and endless shore.

Yet in this hour of darkest need,
We have a hope to hold and heed.
A hope that shines like heaven's light,
And guides us through the darkest night.

Our hope is in the one who came,
To save us from our sin and shame.
The one who bore the cross and pain,
To give us life eternal gain.

So let us hold this hope so dear,
And in our hearts let it appear.
For in life and in death we'll find,
Our hope in Christ, so loving and kind.