Thoughts on Freedom in a Long Cold Night

I hope to God that freedom comes
And in the waiting that He sees
As we slip and fall away
Let the Spirit come to me.

Waiting till you get it right
Is not the way to come to God
And if perfection must come first
We will die apart from Him.

And let us not so die alone
And let us not be lost at sea
At least I pray for freedom now
And just a chance to see.

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