FREEDOM

This poem expresses my feelings as I watched my dad suffer in his unbelief, yet I still held on to the hope that one day he would be set free …  

FREEDOM

A prisoner of a different kind,

Held captive, bound, within the mind,

By bars not made of stone or steel,

Chains not of earth, though very real.

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Unbelief and un-pardoned sin,

The bars that keep the prisoner in,

The gloom and darkness of this cell,

A foretaste of eternal hell.

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From bonds so strong, there’s one release,

The blood of Jesus, Prince of Peace.

Power of God that will set free,

Salvation bought at Calvary.

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Good deeds, no door of safe escape,

Jesus alone, the bars can break,

Prison, tormenting, wretched place.

The cross, God’s blood, His love, His grace.

Cathy White 2008 ©

John 8:36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.

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