A New Poem about Sweet Truth!!!

A Captive of Grace, a Bondservant of Christ

Years I was shackled

Blind and depraved

Thinking it was more of the world

That I craved

The rope of deceit

Held me fast in my sin

 My transgressions kept me

Bound from within

The prison guard, Satan

Had one purpose and goal

To keep me clueless and comfortable

Until the demise of my soul

All the while I imagined

That freedom was mine

Though now I know Truth

I was sin’s slave the whole time

When I realized that I

Was caught in death’s pit

I pretended the fire of Christ

In my heart was now lit

I went through the motions

Dotted i’s, crossed the t’s

Thinking now, by my works

I was happy and free

But self-righteousness enslaves

Just as fiercely as sins

I thought I’d escaped

Yet, ‘twas a new cell I was in

Would you believe it was when

Humbled now to the ground

I had but to look up

And there Jesus I found

He plucked me out of that misery

All tied up in doubt

And He showed me what freedom

Is really about

He gave me peace

And sweet liberty

For once in my life

I actually felt free

But believe it or not

I’m a shackled slave still

Though now I am joyful

No resentment I feel

For I’m a bondservant of Christ

Held fast, deep in His love

Forever I’ll be His blessed prisoner

In Heaven above

©Allix Brunson 11-14-10