Freedom

Let's break off our chains
Let's throw off our fetters
We'll vie against God
Because we are bettors
Some say we conspire
And plot out in vain
We gather in sunshine
And don't stop in rain

My King is in Zion
His throne's there to stay
The Holy One laughts
You can't get in His way
In anger He rebukes
In terror His wrath
Will stop anyone
Who steps onto His path

You are my Son
Today I'm your Father
I give you the nations
To rule like a potter
Kiss God the Son
His wrath flares in a moment
Take refuge in Him
In His perfect atonement