by Rebekah Gilbert

Created on: February 12, 2009

Letting Go

Freedom seems so far away;
Holding on has a price to pay.
The sin entangles me.
This is not who I want to be.

I've been places I didn't want to go,
Following a master who was my foe.
The path of sin left stains and scars;
I'm living in the walls of prison bars.

Getting past the guilt, letting go,
Seems a truth I cannot hold.
Loneliness surrounds my soul.
How do I let go? I need to know.

My Father begs me to come home;
He gently woos my heart that roams.
He says, "Be still and know that I am God.
I'll restore your soul and wash every spot."

I'm getting past the guilt, letting go.
His love and grace and goodness flow;
His mercy rains down,
Forgiveness I have found.

Letting go, moving on, turning away...
Returning to the Love from Whom I strayed.
My sins are scarlet, now white as snow,
I'm letting go.

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