and joy from a soul set free.
When can I go and meet with God,
the One who goes unseen?
Before the One unseen.
In a secret room with bolted door
alone with the God I know,
I pray unforced with quiet hands
that let every burden go.
Let every burden go.
Just a corner in the courts of God
is all I really need.
Surrounded by much greater prayers,
I only plant a seed.
Just a little seed.
My hands get tied, my mind obsessed
by sins I know too well.
I need the freedom of holiness
to pull these weeds of hell.
Pull out these weeds of hell.
I must let go of my brother's neck -
of our debts we take our leave.
We gather in our Savior's arms.
We're safe with him between.
Only safe with him between.
No duty, no law, no preacher's word
is safe without this tie.
Unyoked from duty, in freedom free,
Released from laws that lie.
Released from laws that lie.
True holiness is freedom's path -
it's sin that brings the fear.
More people do not make more love.
if Jesus is not near.
Jesus must be near.
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