| Song | Still Go Free – Rusty Goodman |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns 3 |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Still Go Free – Rusty Goodman |
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Lock Me Up In A Prison,
And Throw Away The Key.
Take Away The Vision,
From These Eyes That Now, Now Can See.
Then Deprive Me Of The Food I Eat,
And Even Bind My Hands And Feet.
For As Long As I Know Jesus,
I Can Still Go Free.
That I Could Still Go Free.
What Kind Of Man Would Reach Down His Hand,
And Do This For Me?
Unworthy To Live, And Not Fit To Kill.
Yet A Man On The Cross, Put Me In His Will.
And Said That I Could Still Go Free.
Now I Never Could Quite Understand,
Why A King Would Wanna Leave His Throne.
To Dawn The Robe Of An Earthly Man,
And Feel The Pain Of Flesh, Flesh And Bone.
Then To Later Trod That Lonely Path,
That Lead To Calvary.
But Those Blood Red Stains Broke All My Chains,
So That I Could Still Go Free.
