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Freedom is a word

Many think for land,



But my freedom Lord

Comes from your loving hand.



The lifetime filled with fear

And sometimes filled with dread,



It’s slowly being change

To happiness instead.



I’m working with your teachers,

The chosen ones for me,



They are being patient

And helping me to see.



It isn’t always what you learned

That is what they say,



But walking with our Jesus

Is where you ought to stay.



I’m doing steps to freedom

The pace is sometimes slow,



But I am working hard Lord

This I think you know.



I want to walk in freedom

To laugh and trust and pray,



I am working through the steps

With you I want to stay.