“Free ”
Was Bound To That Thing
Which Enslaved Me
Chained In Pain
Had Me In Captivity
Being Inticed By
Lust Of My Flesh
It Felt Good
All I Desired was Pleasurable
Doing It Over And Over Again
This Thing Called Sin
Deep Down Within
I knew It was Wrong
But Kept On Singing
The Same Old Song
Suddenly I Heard
A Small Still Voice
Saying To Me
Repent Turn Away
From Your Iniquity
So I Confessed
All My Mess
Then He Touched
Me O He Started The Operation
Cleansing And Washing
Me In His Blood
Behold Old Has Become
Brand New
Filled By His Spirit
Forever Will I Be
His Child
Written by
Tessa Titre
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