Love's freedom

I love to demonstrateYour freedom, Lord,and witness to Your peace.When I'm battling painor grief or loss,Your stillness comforts me.Love's freedom comingsmooths the roughand makes my way plain.It's to do Your willand let mine go,and reflect You constantly.Then is Christ revealedand man shines forthas God's beloved son.Then I greet each mornwith not my willbut Yours be done.

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