FREEDOM - May 1, 1998 Joy Odom
Lord, my heart wants to stay forever true
Yet in this dark world, my eyes are pulled from You.
Caught in the turmoil of each new day
I am tempted in every way.
My heart seeks an answer
But my mind is such a blur.
Then in the quite depths of my soul
A sweet small voice speaks, calms and consoles.
"Please, my child, have no fear
I hold you close and dear.
I know your hearts prayer and cry.
So I've planned an escape whereby
You may against the temptations stand
This freedom comes only through one man
Remember My Son on that cruel cross?
It was for You, child, His life He lost."
His death upon that tree
Gave victory to me.
Yet it was that empty grave
that cause my heart not to wave.