So long I had searched for life's meaning,
Enslaved by the world and my greed;
Then the door of the prison was opened by love,
For His ransom was paid ... I was free.
I'm free from the fear of tomorrow,
I'm free from the guilt of the past;
For I've traded my shackles for a glorious song ...
I'm free! Praise the Lord! Free at last!
I'm free from the guilt that I carried,
From that dull empty life I'm set free;
For when I met Jesus He made me complete ...
He forgot how I used to be.
By William and Gloria Gaither