Free

No stronger a footstep could there be
Than that of the man who set us free

The pain he endured for the wrong we do
The undying love only pure, only true

Could you imagine being without?
In my mind for Christ there is no doubt

He is the mysticism waiting in my bones to ignite
The one who whispers to me, "Keep up the fight."

He stands firm, tall, right next to me
And will be with you too if you choose him to be