Echo U64

Lyrics:

Hung on wood, in agony and fear...
He spit the words, sharp and clear...
Aren’t you the Christ...
Then save us both...
But deep in his heart, he had no hope...
He wanted escape, not grace or truth...
Blinded by pain, still seeking proof...
His fists clenched tight, his soul still proud...
Even at death, he screamed aloud...

Beside the scorn, a softer cry...
From lips that trembled, heart open wide...
Do you not fear God...
We deserve this fate...
But this man is pure, spotless and great...
His eyes met Christ...
Just a whisper born of desperate prayer...
Jesus, when You reign, remember me...
Not for rescue, but eternity...

What is salvation...
Not earned by deeds or fame…
What is salvation...
Believe and speak His name...
What is salvation...
Confession from the soul...

What is salvation...
A gift through grace and faith...
What is salvation...
Not by works, so none may boast...
What is salvation...
The mercy of the cross…

What is salvation...
A love that gave His Son...
What is salvation...
A thief found paradise...
What is salvation...
Life beyond the grave...

And the silence broke with grace so bold...
Today with Me, in Paradise you’ll go...
No temple, no offering, no ritual sound...
Just faith on a cross, and mercy unbound...

Now here we stand, like those two men...
The cross before us, life near its end...
Will we demand, or will we trust...
Cry for escape, or bow in dust...
He waits for hearts not proud or strong...
But the ones who know they've been wrong all along...

What is salvation...
Not earned by deeds or fame…
What is salvation...
Believe and speak His name...
What is salvation...
Confession from the soul...

What is salvation...
A gift through grace and faith...
What is salvation...
Not by works, so none may boast...
What is salvation...
The mercy of the cross…

What is salvation...
A love that gave His Son...
What is salvation...
A thief found paradise...
What is salvation...
Life beyond the grave...

What is Salvation

Lyrics:

He lost his way before he knew his name...
Alone in tears, through hunger and shame...
A castaway, an orphaned child...
Fell sick from scraps, alone and reviled...

Hope was gone, the line was crossed...
One hand reached me when all was lost...
He rose through pain, no matter the cost...
From dust he learned to shape the stone...

Others see jewels with knowledge and pride...
But I see sorrow I buried inside...
Gold on his wrists, but sorrow inside...

Oh God, heal his shattered soul...
Touch the wounds no gem can hold...
Let Your mercy gently flow...

To the child that time stole...
He still misses his mother’s smile...
Forever gone, forever dear...
Let him taste Your love so wide...

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me...
You said it, Lord, and now I see...
You have anointed me to bring good news...
To one who’s walked in broken shoes...

You sent me to bind the brokenhearted...
To speak to souls so long departed...
To proclaim release to the one in chains...
And open prison doors of pain...

He finally rose, a wealthy man...
But had no wife, no child, no clan...
No one to share the table’s grace...
Just echoes in an empty place...

He spends alone, with no one near...
His riches drown in silent tears...
My heart breaks just to see his face...
O Lord, redeem him with Your grace...

Others see jewels with knowledge and pride...
But I see sorrow I buried inside...
Gold on his wrists, but sorrow inside...

Oh God, heal his shattered soul...
Touch the wounds no gem can hold...
Let Your mercy gently flow...

To the child that time stole...
He still misses his mother’s smile...
Forever gone, forever dear...
Let him taste Your love so wide...

Lord…
You know the tears behind the diamonds...
You see the child behind the man...
Hold him now, not for the gold…
For the love he’s never had...

The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me...
Use me, Lord, to bring him home...
To bind what’s broken, to speak Your grace...
Till he meets You, Father, face to face...





Tears in the Jewel

Lyrics:

Good afternoon, earth Boy and Girl...
Thank you for being here today...
I’d like to take just a few minutes to talk to you about something...
That I believe matters more than anything else in life...
God’s love...

You see, we live in a world where love often feels temporary...
People come and go... 
Promises are broken...
Many of us have been hurt or disappointed...
But the Bible tells us about a love that is different...
A love that is unshakable, unconditional, and eternal...

Romans 5 says something beautiful...
While we were still weak, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly...
While we were still sinners, Christ died for us...

Think about that for a moment...
God didn’t wait for us to fix ourselves...
He didn’t wait for us to be good enough...
He loved us first...
Even when we were lost, selfish, or broken...
He came for us...

That’s what the cross means...
Jesus didn’t just die for perfect people...
He died for people like you and me...
People with fears, questions, and mistakes...
That’s the kind of love God has...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Now you might ask...
But what if I mess up again...
Or, What if I feel far from God...
Or even, How do I know He still loves me...

Romans 8 answers those questions with power and clarity...
If God is for us, who can be against us...
He who did not spare His own Son but gave Him up for us all...
How will He not also graciously give us all things...
Who shall separate us from the love of Christ...
Shall trouble... 
Or hardship... 
Or danger... 
Or death...

And then Paul says this...
I am convinced… 
That nothing...
Not death or life, not angels or demons...
Not the past or the future, not height or depth...
Nothing in all creation can separate us from the love of God...
In Christ Jesus our Lord...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...

So, if you’ve ever felt unloved… 
Or unworthy… 
Or too far gone…
Please hear this...
You are not beyond His love...

Thank you for listening...
And if your heart is stirred… 
Don’t ignore it...
Maybe today is the day to say...
Yes, Lord...
I receive Your love...

Not that we are good enough to reach God...
But that God came down to reach us...
He’s still reaching...
Today. Right now...
Jesus gave His life… 
So we could live…
Fully known, fully forgiven, forever loved...




Unshakable Love

Lyrics:

They told me life was mine to keep...
So I bought my dreams and lost my sleep...
But nothing stayed, it slipped away...
Like sand that scattered in the rain...

Whoever loves wealth is never satisfied...
Ecclesiastes 5:10...

They said success would set me free...
But all it did was bury me...
The trophies rust, the silence grows...
Where is the truth I used to know...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

From Heidegger to From I read...
To be, not have...
That’s what they said...
But being still feels like a blur..
When nothing answers who we were...

I see the systems, lies and pride...
And all the things we try to hide...
But one man broke the error’s code...
He walked through death, then left the stone...

He didn’t sell a perfect plan...
He touched the wound inside of man...
I don’t know if He’s God or King...
But death obeyed His whispering...

He made me wonder, made me pause...
What kind of man rewrites the laws...
The laws of dust and grave, of shame and fear...

I thought I’d live forever here...
As if the world would stop for me...
But I forgot I’m just a breath...
A flicker in eternity...

Do I own the life I breathe...
Or was it never mine to keep...
Do I exist just to survive...
Or was I made to be alive...

I’m tired of chasing what decays...
There must be more than dying days...
What if this death is not the end...
But just the glitch He came to mend...

Death is an error, not the design...

If death was never meant to stay...
and love outlives the grave...
then maybe He…
really is the way...

The wages of sin is death...
The gift of God is eternal life...
in Christ Jesus our Lord...
Romans 6:23...

Death is an error

Who Was Seo Seo-pyeong?
Seo Seo-pyeong was originally German, born as Elisabeth Johanna Shepping (1880–1934). She lived with her mother without a father, but when her mother left alone for America, Shepping was raised by her maternal grandmother. At the age of twelve, she traveled to America to be reunited with her long-missed mother. Having lived in extreme poverty, Shepping understood well the hearts of the poor. This background became the foundation for her life as a nurse dedicated to helping the needy.
While in college, she heard about Jesus from a friend and converted from Catholicism to Christianity. Like Jesus, who lived among the poor and persecuted, Shepping desired to live that kind of life herself. When she came across an announcement recruiting a nurse missionary to be sent to Korea, she decided to embark on the long journey to a poor and desolate land as both a nurse and a missionary. Upon arriving in Korea, she became known as Seo Seo-pyeong...

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Lyrics:

I want to tell you about a woman whose life was a living sermon.... 
Her name was Miss Elisabeth J. Shepping...
known in Korea as Seo Seo Pyeong...
This… was her heartbeat.... 
And this… is the song we sing in her memory...

She came with empty hands...
Planting seeds of grace…
In this strange land, she knelt and prayed…
To the broken and forgotten...
She opened her arms wide…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She held the hands of the leper...
Wept beside the beggar...
Gave away all she had...
Heaven knew…
The depth and clarity of her love…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

I have no father, no mother…
Yet I belong to You, Lord…
I am comforted…
I give You all I am…
Let me live with Your heart inside me…

The Bible says in The Gospel of Mark 10:45 … 
For even the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve...
and to give his life as a ransom for many...

On the day her eyes closed...
The city wept…
Beggar, orphan, and child...
All wept together…
Her quiet love had lifted them up…

Her pillow was prayer...
Her hunger, a daily truth…
In the midst of pain...
She became the healing…
Through fever and hunger...
Through scorn and loneliness...
She stayed for the saving of one soul…

Not success, but service…
A nurse and a disciple…
A flame of love…
She walked with the cross…
Let me live the same…Lord...
Like her...

She had no home...
And left behind only...
Half a blanket, two cups of rice,
And seven coins…
Her life itself was the Gospel...
A life poured out as an offering…

Not Success But Service

Author: Baek Jin-ha | Christian Memorial Park Essay

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Lyrics:

Mom, it’s been three weeks now...
Since Heaven called your name...
And though you don’t visit my dreams... 
I know you’re free from pain...
I picture you dancing, in skies full of praise...
In that fragrant place, full of light and grace...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

Your dresses still hang... 
Your shoes by the door...
Even your hats, untouched from before...
And I swear I can hear, your voice so sweet...
Hello, my darling...
In the silence, it repeats...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

When I asked for more time...
I cried out to God...
He heard my plea...
And showed us His love...
Three weeks of mercy...
Three weeks of grace...

Mom came to school with flowers in hand...
Your heels clicking softly...
Your grace in command...
I was proud to say, That’s my Mom...

Elegant, strong, God’s chosen one...
Now I see it clear, what matters the most...
The love from the Cross...
The gift you gave, I cannot repay...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

Tears on her pillow...
Prayers through the night...
She gave me her love...
She gave me her light...
Even in pain, she whispered His name...
Thinking of Jesus, who bore every shame...

I love you, Mama...
You are my better half...
And when we meet again...
I’ll hold you with all the love you gave...
Not with tears, but with joy...

I love you Mama

Lyrics:

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Sound the trumpet...
let the drums resound...
Lift your hands... 

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...

The wind blows wherever it wishes...
You hear its sound but cannot tell...
Where it comes from or where it’s going...
So it is with all born of the Spirit...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Rejoice in the Lord always...
Again I will say, rejoice...
Whoever hears My word and believes...
Him who sent Me has eternal life...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Whoever hears My word and believes...
Him who sent Me has eternal life...
He does not come into judgment...
But has crossed from death to life...

Truly, truly, I say to you...
Unless one is born of water and the Spirit...
He cannot enter the Kingdom of God...

What is born of the flesh is flesh...
What is born of the Spirit is spirit...
Do not be amazed that I said to you...
You must be born again...





Truly, truly, I say to you...

Lyrics:

Midnight on a New York block,
Steam breathes from iron grates,
Neon blinks like a tired eye,
A siren thins into the night...

A young man on cold asphalt,
Pockets turned, phone gone,
Blood on his sleeve, ribs aching,
His whisper barely fogs the air... Help…
Streetlight hums. Footsteps pass.
The city looks away...

A pastor in a dark coat slows,
Sermon notes pressed beneath his arm,
Calendar tight, headlines loud.
Lord, have mercy… he breathes,
Then folds the prayer inside his chest.
Not safe… not wise… I’m late…
His shoes keep time with the subway’s rumble...

A worship singer with a backpack,
Guitar case tapping at his knee.
He sees the blood, removes an earbud,
Feels his heart reach, then retreat.
Rehearsal ran long. I should call a ride…
Someone kinder… someone braver…
He puts the earbud back,
And the beat swallows his doubt...

A stranger rounds the corner...
Calloused hands, a construction badge,
English learned in long shifts and short sleep.
He kneels without asking names.
Two fingers to the neck.. pulse.. thin...
He presses a clean handkerchief to the wound,
Counts steady... one, two, three
Then runs to the pharmacy’s humming lights.
Alcohol. Gauze. Tape.
He returns, washes grit and fear,
Wraps the pain with trembling gentleness.
Stay with me, brother. Stay...

Taxi door open, heater humming,
His own cash on the dashboard.
Hospital, please. Fast.
He keeps the pressure, keeps the rhythm,
Whispers a prayer in a language
The city rarely listens to...

Fluorescent halos, triage questions,
Paper forms and tired eyes.
He signs what he can,
Leaves a folded stack by the chart.
If it costs more… I’ll come back....
A nurse nods. The clock moves slow.
He waits until breath sounds even,
Then writes his name on a small note,
Creases it once, and goes.

Sun catches on chrome and glass,
The city wakes with coffee and headlines.
The young man opens his eyes to white ceilings,
The ache is honest, the room is kind.
Someone brought you in, the nurse says,
Placing a laundered handkerchief by his hand.
On the note... You’re not alone...
I’ll check again after work...

Who became the neighbor on the way...

It was the one who stopped,
The one who knelt...
The one who stayed...
The one who paid...

For every city is filled with roads...
From Wall Street to Harlem,
From bright lights to broken alleys.
And on each one,
Jesus still whispers...
Go… and do likewise...





Go and Do Likewise

Lyrics: by Ephesians 5...

Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...
Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...

Do not let greed or empty desires take control...
They do not belong to a meaningful life...
Let your words be full of gratitude...
Not wasted on foolish talk or bitter jokes...
For those who chase only lust and idols
Will never find their true place in God’s Kingdom...

Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...
Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...

Do not be fooled by hollow promises...
For they lead only to ruin and pain...
Once you lived in darkness,
But now you are light in the Lord...
So walk as children of the light,
Where goodness, truth, and justice grow...

Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...
Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...

Do not join in deeds of shame,
Expose what hides in secret places...
For when the light breaks in, everything is revealed...
And even the darkest things are changed to light...
So hear the ancient call...
Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...

Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...
Wake up O sleeper...
Rise from the dead...
And Christ will shine on you...






Wake Up O Sleeper

Lyrics:

Will to power or way of the cross...
Two loves collide...
One... Embrace fate, be your own God...
The Other... Deny yourself, and live...
Here we stand...

Love is will to power,
A fire surging within...
Embrace the pain, affirm it all...
Amor Fati, I say Yes...
Strength creates, never bows...
Love conquers, not surrenders...
Only the crown of self...

Yet I speak of man becoming more...
Why resist the surge of being,
The joy that dances in suffering...
Your weakness deemed divine...
But the strong create anew...
While the weak preserve decay...

If you try to save your life,
In the end you will lose it...
But if you give it for Me...
And for the gospel, you will find it...
What good is it to gain the world,
Yet lose your very soul...
What could ever be enough
To trade for a soul...

Jesus, in God’s very form...
Did not cling to equality...
He chose KENOSIS...
Self-emptying love...
Became a servant in human flesh...
He humbled Himself to death...
Even death on a cross...

If you try to save your life,
In the end you will lose it...
But if you give it for Me
And for the gospel, you will find it...
What good is it to gain the world,
Yet lose your very soul...
What could ever be enough
To trade for a soul...

If you try to save your life,
In the end you will lose it...
But if you give it for Me
And for the gospel, you will find it...
What good is it to gain the world,
Yet lose your very soul...
What could ever be enough
To trade for a soul...




KENOSIS

Echo P. Whale is an artist who creates a House Worship sound that moves between deep spirituality and electronic music.

Once pursuing music for worldly success, Echo P. Whale experienced a turning point through deep repentance. The name “Whale” symbolizes his encounter with God in the depths, much like Jonah in the belly of the great fish.

“Echo” represents the ongoing reverberation of that moment—repentance and grace resounding through his music to this day.

And through many hardships, he hopes that the resonance of this music may bring even a small measure of comfort to you now.