freedom

Written by Lori Henson

A vice removes the grip of grace
​It steals the empowerment to run this race
The wooing and cunning, it draws indeed
Planting a dry harvest with a toxic seed

This vice completely straps the heart
It plays a very strategic part
And you run your life without a chance
Of finishing in the freedom dance

The vice is called ADDICTION undaunted
And it longs to live where you can be haunted
It tugs and pulls and drives the stake
Then lingers like an unwanted drake

But, O’ there IS a God who knows
Your every trial, need, and woe
He longs to lavish His love on you
To set you free- He died for YOU!

The Lord, He is the God who heals
And places you in HIS eternal seal
He WILL restore, He WILL deliver
And wash you in His ABUNDANT RIVER

Give it all to Him dear soul
Let Him take His full control
He’ll set you free from vices strength
And all that has enticed you at length