Cutting Free

Oh Lord how I thank you.
You bathed me in your spirit as you continue to do so now.
I can feel the cutting of the ropes.
Bondage I never knew was there.
Physically I can move more freely,
Your love runs through me.
Your light stirs in my throat
It blazes out at the merest breath.

Your fire roars,
Yet sits in my palm, warming my finger tips.
A cleansing has come one again,
A real refiners fire.

Your way Lord
Amen