Shadowed lights and echoes heard
Whispers softened not by words
Lingering awareness of freedom won
Snatched from the grasp of death’s on son.
There comes a time in every life
When we all must take a stand and fight
To keep our souls from satan’s strife
To stay alive by heaven’s Light.
So we take our stand against the one
Known only as the devil’s son
No fiercer battle can be fought
But with it our freedom’s bought.
I’ve whipped the shadows in my mind
Left the echoes far behind
With lingering awareness of freedom won
Saved by grace by God’s Own Son.
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