Free

Bryson Orr

4-25-06

Muddy floodwaters rushed by endlessly

Tiny figures struggled all alone

Amidst the water tumbling relentlessly

Onward toward destination unknown

The thunderous tumult filled the valley

Echoing off barren land

The cries of those ensnared by their folly

Was heard by desolate sand

Screaming in terror forever dead

Encumbered beneath the heavy load

Refusing passage to light ahead

Forbidden to walk the narrow road

Clawing, fighting, struggling

For something they could never gain

Voices forever screeching

In agony and in pain

Broken lost souls cried out

Seeking the one unseen

From confusion and doubt

Wanting to become clean

People chocked with tight cords

Bound by sin and by Lucifer

Trapped by enticing words

Suffering in burning sulfur

Reaping the wages of their sin

Separated forever from Light

Doomed to raging darkness within

Hopeless to carry on with the fight

Amidst this complete misery

Came one who brought salvation

He administered his mercy

To people in each nation

His new message went to their enemy

No one heard because of their shame

They refused his help, crying “Blasphemy!”

And rejected his saving name

So the sinful people condemned him to die

His contorted body was nailed to a tree

Suffering in a way no one can deny

He sacrificed his life, so we can be free

Satan laughed with joy

Having defeated the light

And killed God’s one boy

Darkness entered, in delight

Only three days later the darkness receded

The devil cried in horror

When the tomb was empty and death was defeated

Ending his reign of terror

A pure sinless merciful hand

From the risen son

Reached into the desolate land

And rescued someone

Who was willing to accept

The precious gift he gave

Willing to grasp the concept

Of Christ’s power to save

His body was broken

For you and for me

Heaven has spoken

So we can be free