Thursday, May 2, 2024

Freed From Sin

One heavy handcuff was on me,

It was hard to walk with it.

I thought to follow in many ways,

Wherever I walked, it was disturbing me.


It seemed that I was a slave.

But it was not usual slavery.

I was a slave of sin.

My life was corroded by many sins.

My soul seemed to be hurt.


I needed my freedom urgently.

I had to get out of this prison of malignity.

I lived every moment, lamenting.

And every day, there were new sufferings.


One day, my long-awaited freedom came to me

The Lord came to me with the key.

From my prison, He freed me.

For me, a new life started.

Of all wickedness, He rid me.


I live under the protection of the God of love.

That One who rid me of all evils.

With his strong arm, He rescued me.

I will adore only Him,

Because only his mercy could free me.



This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume I.

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