Free To Make A Choice - Poem by Peter Hall
The unregenerated man lives in a sealed bag
Tied with invisible chains around his heart and mind
Unable to do his own will.
A slave to lack of choice
A prisoner to his own military nature
Unable to taste the life he craves.
The regenerated man feels free
To be a slave of righteousness and life
Free to make the choice.
Dead to a nature that killed his freedom
It was living death
Now a slave to life! .
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