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BONDAGE



A canal state of being
Even as a slave it might seem
A period for every human being
Yes, even from the womb man was under sin

 A flashback at those times:
I was soiled, muddy, metaphorically a pig
 When my load and shackles were too big
Times when I couldn’t even pray
Forgive me father, was all I could say
When I kept remembering my sins
Satan kept me in this bondage

In doubt, my sins were never to be forgiven
But freedom soon came through His word
A sacrificial lamb came for the world
And now we have an advantage
Christ had come to our aid
We never feel coy going to the frontage
That sinful heart is now history
So this is my gratitude in poetry 
A new light have I seen
An anew soul have I been
A new life shall I live

No more slavery or serfdom
We are now heirs in an everlasting kingdom
Where there is total freedom.

Heaven awaits you!!




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