No earthly struggle set me free.
Cast down in sinful gloom,
No earthly light reached within.
Jesus wept to see the sinner that was in me.
A mind so clouded could not think,
Of anything but life lived yet lost.
Darkness the blanket that covered me,
Weight too heavy to overcome.
Jesus wept to see the sinner that was me.
Calling forth, He burst the bonds,
Sunlight’s shaft cleaved my tomb.
Sin is no longer spellbinding.
In gladness now my own tears fall,
Because Jesus wept and died and set me free.
A. Coticchio - 11/09
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