Some people’s whole lives are spent
Bearing invisible chains.
Never quite sure where the time went –
Why so little of it remains.
Putting on their independence,
So determined to need nothing.
Or trying to straddle the fence
Between their world and that… something.
And I watch her pinch each red cent
With those diamond studded fingers.
But with every empire-building dime spent,
Where is it that her thought lingers?
If she had it to do over,
Might life hold a bit more giving?
Or would the passions that drove her
Again rob her of its living?
As he’s running to his next high,
Trying to out-distance all feeling…
No longer content to just get by,
With the life about him reeling…
There’s nothing that he won’t try
To alleviate the pain,
After all his world’s just a lie
That he’s been living in vain.
But I remember how You saved me
From chains I, myself, had donned.
From the misery that chased me,
And the chaos I had spawned.
And I know if You could reach me,
God, well you can reach them too.
So Lord I pray that this might be –
Lord, I pray tonight that You do.
Send the words their ears will heed,
Reveal Your glory to their starved eyes.
Provide for them their every need…
But sift out the wants, and lies.
If it’s any consolation to them,
May this testimony avail,
That my first day of true freedom
Was spent in Kern County Jail.
There’s no trial that the Lord’s not
Capable of seeing you through.
And no measure of good will do what
Only Jesus could do for you.
You can’t outrun sin, save yourself from death,
Or sneak in heaven’s back door.
A simple confession of need in the depth
Of your heart is all your looking for.