From bondage I have come, no more to live
a fettered slave, demands consuming me.
I had no time for God, no love to give,
and in my selfish greed I could not see
that I alone had built a prison wall
around my heart. And as I groped around
inside my cell, I often heard Him call
to me, but for so long I had been bound
I could not hear the kindness in His voice.
But now I know God's patience will not end;
He stands and waits until we make a choice,
and through it all He is our truest Friend.

He'll loosen shackles, cut away each chain,
and in our hearts His love and peace will reign.

~Copyright 1994 Ruth Gillis~

Previously published in the March/April 1994 issue of
Tucumcari Literary Review

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