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"The Prison" It's early morning, I'm still tossing and turning
I've re-entered my mental prison, againt my will I'm returning.
I see the chains on the walls and the blood on the floor
Everything left just as it was before.
I pick up the chains, snap them on with a click;
though part of me's healthy, part of me's sick.
I bare my back for the whip, prepared for the torture
Though it feels just, it's wrong I'm sure
The accuser of my soul stands momentarily victorious;
His demons screech triumphantly, "He actually believed us!"
My enemy draws back the whip, his glare full of hate;
I hang my head, resigned to my fate
The lash whistles through the air
I fear the scar I'll bear
I scream to God "Take this pain from me!"
The faithful prayers of his saints rise around me
With a thunderous cry, with an earsplitting boom
The glorious Lord enters the room
With a single blow he crushes Satan in his glee
As my chains fall to the floor I realize I'm free
With Satan conquered I see his deception;
how I let him infiltrate my mind and form the perception
That I needed the counterfeit joy and the lies that he gave;
instead of taking that thought captive, I became it's slave.
But now I see the Deciever with new eyes; with God next to me,
I have no need for his lies. I fall down before Jesus, and with eyes full of tears
I confess past sins, longings and fears.
With an outstretched arm he lifts me from the dirt where I lay
As I look into his compassionate gaze he wipes the tears away.
Afraid of straying again, I cry "O Lord, what must I do?"
He replies "Remember I am with you always.
Remain in me, and I will remain in you."
by Shane Latham |
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