The Prism Vol Ii
They say slavery ended in the 60s but @ times I still feel
like a slave to sin yet we're still enemies
But the flesh, feels like a friend to me it gives me what I
want but freedom from it is what I need
So I'm back in this prism feeling caged like a prison acting
like Christ didn't free me from that death sentence
No condemnation, thats what's engraved on my casket
I expose my sin for what it really is let me unmask it
He's a bastard so why treat him like he's royalty
Jesus made him whole washed his sins
Now he has beautiful feet
Paul said it was better to be single in Christ
I'm taking heed to that statement eating this
Bread of life. So this prism this predicament
That I keep putting myself in chalk it up to
To no self control of this cross that I'm bearing
Copyright © Corey Ross | Year Posted 2012
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