Stand Firm
Bent down, broken up, busted wide open
Chained down, locked up tight with no backdoor exit
That is what some of us were
Bankrupt, burned and tired like a bombed out city
Thinlipped, stony-eyed with no joy or pity
That is what some of us were
Until the Bridegroom turned and called our name out
It is for freedom that Christ set us free
Stand firm
Don't be burdened, burdened again by slavery
It's misery
Gentle, full of peace, love and patient kindness
Guarded by self-control and faith and goodness
That's the hope of what we'll be
Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say Rejoice
Rejoice in the Lord always and again I say Rejoice
That's the hope of what we'll be
When we turn and take the hand of the Bridegroom