Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Recycling An Old Poem

Inside Looking Out

Living inside these prison walls
Sunrise to sunrise, then again
My life is not my own
Sin cost me what might've been

From the inside looking out
Freedom is the cherished route

My soul ached within me
The choices I made brought me to this place
Guilt and shame were my constant companions
I longed for someone's mercy, some amazing grace

From the inside looking out
Freedom is the cherished route

I opened my heart but for a moment
A loving stranger showed me the way
His Jesus eyes spoke more than words
I found the peace that I so craved

From the inside looking out
Freedom is the cherished route

The continual torment in my mind now gone
In its place a love so great and divine
My heart found freedom even in these walls
All because Jesus the Savior became mine

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