Trapped by a master not of my choosing:
The hating, beating, scarring, and bruising—
The beast-like man attacks the soul.
He challenges ev’ry cry to be whole.
Trapped by choices now old and unchosen:
Heart and mind numbed cold and frozen.
The burden of sin now crushes my life:
The cravings are cruel and cut like a knife.
Trapped by my doubts and all of my fears:
Ev’ry threat makes eyes flicker and tear.
Anxiety rips the life from my chest,
No longer free to put forth my best.
Trapped by pride that boosts up my ego:
Blinding my mind to all my own evil—
Deluded by lies I’ve told to myself;
Haunted at night by an unwanted elf.
Trapped by my past, my history of crime:
I’m stuck in a cage and covered in grime.
Regret makes no sense since my future is lost.
I chose to kill at my destiny’s cost.
Trapped by the dirt, the fire and hell:
I’d blame the Most High, but I’m covered in welts.
Pain and torment are all that remain.
My face is downcast and smothered in shame.
Trapped by expenses and mortgage and debt:
The long-promised “good life” departed and left.
My work is a waste, a life without grace;
All my earnings have vanished, my savings erased.
Trapped by a vow and a love for mankind:
“You’re chosen to die!” the Spirit reminds
Of commitments to you—lost all I had,
Yet I’ll rise in the end …. I know I’ll be glad.
Chains shall be loosed; bars shattered; ropes burned.
Old patterns shall change; old habits unlearned.
Faith conquers fear; truth defeats doubt.
Pride is confessed; the humble break out.
Pris’ners set free; crim’nals forgiven.
Graves shall be emptied, the dead shall be livin’.
Debts cancelled; promise kept; price paid.
Shouts erupt from where Jesus was laid,
“Freedom to captives! The blind can now see!
Good News to the poor! At last, we are free!”
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