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Out of Bondage to Freedom
By Helen Klassen
My soul within was sore distressed
I struggled in despair,
My aching heart could find no rest
And no one seemed to care
The devil grinned with wicked glee -
"Aha! you're mine at last!
You've failed and God is done with you,
With me your lot is cast.
With bitter anguish, "Lord" , I cried,
Can this then truly be?
That your forgiveness is denied?
Is there no hope for me?"
And to my heart with voice of love
He spoke so tenderly,
"For you, my child, I bled and died,
That you might ransomed be.
For not by works of righteousness
Does your salvation come,
But by my mercy you are blest,
Forgiven by grace alone."
I now am free, oh thank you, Lord!
What joy and peace are mine!
Deceived by Satan's lies no more,
I'm safe in Christ divine! |
