Free Poem by Tweetytaje@gmail.com Shook

Free me Lord, from the whips and chains that bind my soul. Free me Lord so that I may walk with you down the streets of Gold. Free me Lord so that I stand big and bold. Free me Lord, Free my soul.
Free me Lord so that I can lead the lost to you. Free me Lord so that I may testify to the world about what you have brought me through.
Free me Lord to allow me to be more like you. Free me Lord, Free my soul show me that you have all control.
I thank you Lord for now I see that you indeed already freed me, with each lash of the whip, and every thorn to your brow, every nail that was hammered, and every harsh word that was spoken the binding of my soul you have already broken.
You freed me Lord so I'll thank you each day. You freed me Lord my debt you paid!