In The Arms of Freedom
A guiding light inside my soul
That always tells me where to go;
Which path to take,
What choice to make
To which my actions show.
You pulled me from my darkest depths,
You helped me overcome my mess;
When I could not catch a break
You gave your life for my sake.
Saved, forgiven,
Sin’s curse no more.
The devil could never plan for what was in store.
You gave me life,
Gave me a creed
And now I’m counted free indeed.
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