Free At Last!

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

My prison door was locked from the inside.
And there I sat, just holding freedom’s key.
My Savior’d placed it in my hands, with love;
So, from the bonds of sin, I could be free.
 
But I’d forgotten; or I’d let doubt cloud
The vision of what God had planned for me.
It wasn’t to stay bound in that old prison;
But, through His strength, to claim the victory.
 
So, on my knees, I asked Him to forgive
The pride that kept me bound to my old sin,
And fear, that kept my feet from moving forward
To claim the freedom I could have, in Him.
 
And, in His love and grace, He squeezed my hand
Around the tarnished key, still in my grasp;
Then led me to the door of my old cell,
And said, “You have my help, if you’d just ask.”
 
So, to my Lord, I cried for help and strength
To finally overcome the bonds within.
Then, praise The Lord, my prison door flew open
And I was free, at last, to follow Him.
 
 
“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free.
Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves
be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.”
Galatians 5:1 NIV
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, September 2009
 

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