Two hundred years have come and gone
Freed from the King, our freedom won.
Betray the King and you were marked
To be free men within them sparked.
The resolution which they signed
They held sacred, one of a kind.
God’s hand was there, no one could doubt
For them he would provide an out.
Shots were fired, many men died
Wives and children mourned and cried.
The blood that spilled still cries today
“Do not forget the price I pay.”
Now we sit in present day
Forgetting all that they did say.
Our freedoms trampled, nearly dead
For this their blood was never shed.
The chains of bondage seem so small
We hardly know they’re there at all.
Wound many times around our soul
They bind us tight and take their toll.
It's not too late to break the chain
Return to God and there remain.
God gave us freedom and a choice
We have to make them hear our voice.
Good will triumph in the end
We cannot fail, we cannot bend.
Outnumbered many, many to one
God will prevail, we will have won.
So choose your side most carefully
That on the wrong one, you won’t be.
At times the battle will be fierce
Our hearts and bodies may be pierced.
Some of our friends are on their side
Deceived by him, the father of pride.
Listen to God, the source of light
He is the one that’s always right.
This country that we have is grand
And for this cause we take a stand.
Let freedom ring for all to hear
We will not cower, that is clear.
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