We are bound by our sins, chained by our choices We cry out, we scream with soundless voices We are slaves to what we love, prisoners to our desires All we touch burns and we are ****** from razor wires Trapped in an endless circle a cycle so vicious We can’t find up, it is tormenting and malicious
But we are called to be free We are called to truly see The weights we carry have been lifted We deserve nothing but how much we have been gifted We are called to leave the madness far behind To seek and know true peace of mind We are called to rise up on great wings To laugh in the meadows and dance in the springs To leap with young legs for the joy of being alive To go beyond just enough and learn how to thrive
We lose ourselves in the everyday action We forget ourselves and lose satisfaction We miss the point and we miss the mark We wander aimlessly stabbing in the dark We are the walking dead animated flesh and bone We cut ourselves off and then feel all alone
But we are called to be free We are called to look beyond “only me” We can find ourselves in a breath of prayer We remember ourselves in our Savior’s care We can reach the goal and reclaim our center We a full of light and life when we let Jesus enter We are united to Christ and to one and all To be free and alive: this is the call