~ A Psalm of Freedom ~
I met the Master
A long time ago
And walking with Him daily
I continually grow
I let go of the sorrows
I had in the past
I give thanks to God
Now I'm free at last
I'm counting my blessings
Instead of my crosses
All of my gains
Outweigh all the losses
I've got such good friends
I don't worry about foes
I'm too full of joy
To give room to woes
My people are happy
Have far less tears
I have given them courage
To conquer their fears
When I am threatened
I call God for help
I'm depending on Him
And not on myself
My banner flies high
Proclaiming freedom for all
With Christ as my cornerstone
I never shall fall!
I am America!
Yolanda Cohen ©2005
Second Corinthians 3: 17
Now the Lord is that Spirit: And where the
Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty.
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