Freedom in Christ

A long time I strug­gled with con­flicts with­in

I longed to be free from the bur­den of sin

My heart was so way­ward tho’ oft I had tried

To yield up my will to the dear Cru­ci­fied.

I longed to be free

oh

I longed to be free!

From bond­age and sin

how I longed to be free!

I heard the glad sto­ry of par­don so free

And mer­cy abun­dant for sin­ners like me;

But pride was my mas­ter

I stilled my heart’s moan

And went on my way

feel­ing sad

and so lone.

At last His love con­quered

I flew to His breast

And cried in my ang­uish

O Lord

give me rest!

I heard His sweet voice say

Fear not

I am near

Thy pray­er I have an­swered

thy par­don is here.

No longer in sad­ness or sor­row I roam

My Sav­ior goes with me

My heart is His home;

I tell Him my trou­bles

and all that al­arms

He whis­pers most sweet­ly

Come

hide in My arms.