And this day of Jubillee so many can't see Once so alive my friend All I can see is the eyes that died in my heart. The loss is so bitter And will bite far into the years With our Country to save. We have no clear idea of His will It is written by the trails of our lives upon earth. Freedom is the spectacular beauty we seek. Sometimes it is a labor in bondage.
Bondage comes in many forms.
In truth bondage is a part of living on earth. Surely the soul of man can overcome bondage. Many of us have died seeking freedom from bondage for ourselves and our children. Our love has increased because of this type of sacrifice. Love makes freedom real.