Monday, April 2, 2012

Free



I don't have to cry anymore
I don't have to worry about what's in store
I've walked that road exhausted and poor
I don't have to cry anymore

And I don't have to know it all
I don't have to be so proud and stand so tall
I climbed that mountain only to fall
I don't have to know it all

You did that for me
You wore the chains so I could be free
You did that for me

And I don't have to be ashamed
Hang my head or should the blame
Wondering if my life's been in vain
I don't have to be ashamed

You did that for me
You wore the chains so I could be free
You did that for me

Man of sorrows
Well acquainted with grief
Drug down to the city dump
Spread eagle on a cross beam
Propped up like a scarecrow
Nailed like a thief
There for all the world to see
You wore the chains so I could be free

Oh Lord, you did that for me
You wore the chains so I could be free

You Did That For Me by Sara Groves
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