Freedom

O Father, thank YouFor sin destroyed,Honesty revealed!Your hand whereon I leanIs manifest at work;Mortal chains are broken—I arise, am free!

I have sung in prison,Praised Your nameTo the creature—and now—I am free!O Father, thank You!

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