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Lock me up in a prison, and throw away the key
Take away the vision, from these eyes that now can see
Deprive me of the food I eat, even bind my hands and feet
But as long as I know Jesus, then I can still go free


That I could still go free
What kind of man would reach down his hand, and do this for me
Unworthy to live, and not fit to kill
But a man on the cross put me in His will
And said that I could still go free

Now I never could quite understand, why a king would want to leave His throne
To dawn the robe of an earthly man, feel the pain of flesh, flesh and bone
Then to later trod that lonely path, that lead to Calvary
Where the blood red stains broke all my chains
That I could still go free