Livre

Lord, before your altar
I come to prostrate myself
To seek your deliverance for my soul
For the deserts I've crossed 
And the many valleys I've passed through
They marked my heart with deep wounds that I kept 
Holy Spirit
My Consoling Friend
My Liberator
Break the curses Lord 
that prevent me from being free in You
Set me free, cleanse me, heal me, sanctify me, enliven me,
Make me free in you
Free in you

Break the chains that keep me from worshipping you Lord
Break the chains that imprison me
Make me free in you
Make me free in you

Free
Free to follow You
Free
free to feel You 
Free
Free
Make me free in you
Free in you