CHAINS
Some chains bind us,
Holding us to the past
Having a firm grip on us.
That seem to forever last.
Chains that entangle us
Are the ones, God calls sin.
He sent His Son to die,
To cleanse us within.
The chains that confront us
Are the world's careless way,
That has forgotten God
And lives without Him today.
The chains that transform us
Are the very special kind,
They are chains of unity
Than make Christians of "one mind."
Freda Fullerton
August 25, 2014
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