Freedom is found in the presence of God, when you place the baggage that binds you in His hand. That is when you find freedom.
Until Freedom Came Along
I feel so confused
Alone and abused
My so called friends
Is what caused me to bend
My tear blinded eyes
Then caused me to rise.
Until freedom came along
And took my hand
And broke away
my bondage and pain
My festering sore
Has filth no more.
No longer am I confound
By fear no longer am I bound
I declared and decreed
Over my life indeed
That no longer will I allow
To, in self pity, wade and wallow.
For I am free
No longer I but christ in me
No longer a slave
but an overcome
No longer confound to the limits what I was
But set free in the knowledge of who I am
That was until
Freedom came along
*be blessed☺*
YOU ARE READING
The words of my heart
SpiritualI’m thanking you, God , from a full heart, I’m writing the book on your wonders. I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I’m singing your song, High God. Psalm 9:1-2 this is a collection of my poetry some circumstantial, some from worship som...
