What made us believe the cost of life was free?
We live in a world full of darkness and doubt
Of people longing for some way out
Out of a planet full of the impoverished dying
Lost souls denying
Children crying
Stuck in world where those who lead are lying
Planet Earth is spinning aimlessly through space
Hoping if we keep on turning, the past will just erase
We yearn for some peaceful place
But don't know how our current lives can be replaced
To live life abundantly requires a price
Yet we deny that cost was paid by Christ
And so we keep spinning in a world of Pain
As the children keep screaming His name in vain
It's not so much that God hasn't given us life
The problem is that we much prefer strife
Freedom is something we all want to hold
So we fight against bondage, we won't do as we're told
We are rebels, prodigals, the lost and unlovable
Hoping that the price of freedom is feasible
But in our search for independence
We don't call to remembrance
That our freedom is represented in pierced hands
We are a selfish people in a fallen land
We ask how we can be free if our lives are planned
But forget that we breathe because of a single man
Freedom isn't about going your own way
It's about escaping the bondage caused on that one day
When we chose choice over being molded clay
The true freedom of God was taken away
So every day we breathe death in
Our eyes clouded by the fog of sin
Yet even in the darkness, it's not to late to give in
By giving hold of our lives to our creator, we can still begin
Life isn't about freedom from a Father
It's about freedom to worship as His sons and daughters
So for now, darkness still reigns
But someday there will be a time without chains
Where we are free to live as we are designed
On that day, the views of man and God will be aligned
Was it in our darkness we thought grace had no fee?
Yet we still can live, because Christ set us free
We live in a world full of darkness and doubt
Of people longing for some way out
Out of a planet full of the impoverished dying
Lost souls denying
Children crying
Stuck in world where those who lead are lying
Planet Earth is spinning aimlessly through space
Hoping if we keep on turning, the past will just erase
We yearn for some peaceful place
But don't know how our current lives can be replaced
To live life abundantly requires a price
Yet we deny that cost was paid by Christ
And so we keep spinning in a world of Pain
As the children keep screaming His name in vain
It's not so much that God hasn't given us life
The problem is that we much prefer strife
Freedom is something we all want to hold
So we fight against bondage, we won't do as we're told
We are rebels, prodigals, the lost and unlovable
Hoping that the price of freedom is feasible
But in our search for independence
We don't call to remembrance
That our freedom is represented in pierced hands
We are a selfish people in a fallen land
We ask how we can be free if our lives are planned
But forget that we breathe because of a single man
Freedom isn't about going your own way
It's about escaping the bondage caused on that one day
When we chose choice over being molded clay
The true freedom of God was taken away
So every day we breathe death in
Our eyes clouded by the fog of sin
Yet even in the darkness, it's not to late to give in
By giving hold of our lives to our creator, we can still begin
Life isn't about freedom from a Father
It's about freedom to worship as His sons and daughters
So for now, darkness still reigns
But someday there will be a time without chains
Where we are free to live as we are designed
On that day, the views of man and God will be aligned
Was it in our darkness we thought grace had no fee?
Yet we still can live, because Christ set us free
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