these chains
these chains bind, confine and hide me
these chains remind and these chains define me
these chains say i'm no good, my attitude, my altitude keep me grounded
crying, screaming, reaching to be unbounded
so i stretch and strain
but the weight makes me wait for a new kind of freedom
will i ever be free from these chains
these chains, they speak of things past, things said, things done, things undone
these chains won't let me go
these chains won't let me know
life
without these chains
this hand
this hand reaches out
this hand offers a hand to help me stand to help me see that i am a man
this hand offers to carry these chains
as we walk these chains remain
though not so heavy as we carry them together
he offers me freedom forever
freedom from things past, things said, things done and things undone
we embrace
and i see his loving face
and his unending grace
i look around at this place and i see these chains
these chains are gone
these chains are gone, so i will sing this song,
Holy is Your name!
I will sing this ong, my freedom song
that i was once bound, was lost but now am found
My God, My King, My friend has brought me freedom from these chains
Glory to his name
don't lose hope, these chains don't define you
they don't have to forever bind you
seek his face
in this place
his grace is amazing, thats why we sing
Not because we've said, done or been anything great, but by his greatness
we stand as prisoners freed
to be free
to love and to live
to laugh and to give
a story for his glory that his mercies are new every morning
so hear my story
of forgiveness and freedom from my own prison
freedom from these chains that bind and confine
please let me remind you
freedom is what Christ can give you
a new story
a new name
and as for these chains
their gone
only he remains
Glory to his name
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