I can still go free.
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Lock me up in a prison, and throw away the key.
Take away the vision from these eyes that now can see.
Deprive me of the food I eat, and even bind my hands and feet.
But as long as I know Jesus then I can still go free.
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That I can could still go free.
What kind of man would reach out his hand
and do this for me?
Unworthy to live, and not to fit to kill
But a man on the cross put me in his will
And said that I could still go free
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Now I never could quite understand why a king would want to leave his throne
To don the robe of an earthly man
Feel the pain of flesh and bone.
Then to later trod an earthly path that led to Calvary
Where the blood red stains they broke my chains
And said that I could still go free.