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If a prisoner was given money to customize her cell to her liking, would that prisoner ever want to leave? I'm sure the answer would be striking For when people get comfortable in a place change is the furthest from their mind But when their number is close to being called only deliverance do they want to find Why wait to find the way out, the plan to escape these golden bars? Don't get comfortable! This is not vacation! and No, we cannot escape to Mars. We must call the One who can pay our bail. To One, how can we repay? By changing our life and working for our bailer And thanking for the gift of a new day Our souls were bought with God's blood So no other should we commit. Seek the Lord and follow His laws It's the least we could do, you must admit.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
Golden Bars
If a prisoner was given money to customize her cell to her liking, would that prisoner ever want to leave? I'm sure the answer would be striking For when people get comfortable in a place change is the furthest from their mind But when their number is close to being called only deliverance do they want to find Why wait to find the way out, the plan to escape these golden bars? Don't get comfortable! This is not vacation! and No, we cannot escape to Mars. We must call the One who can pay our bail. To One, how can we repay? By changing our life and working for our bailer And thanking for the gift of a new day Our souls were bought with God's blood So no other should we commit. Seek the Lord and follow His laws It's the least we could do, you must admit.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC
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