That I Could Still Go Free Lock me up in a prison And throw away the key Take away the vision From these eyes that now, now can see Deprive me of the food I eat And even bind my hands and feet For as long as I know Jesus I can still go free
That I could still go free What kind of man would reach down his hand and do this for me Unworthy to live and not fit to kill Yet a man on the cross put me in His will And said that I could still go free
Now I never could quite understand why a king would want to leave His throne To don the robe of an earthly man Feel the pain of flesh, flesh and bone Then to later trod that lonely path That led to Calvary Where the blood red stains broke all my chains So that I could still go free
