Oh, Lord
It's tortured, it's dying
It needs so much more
My soul, my soul, my soul
Oh, Lord
It's captured, it's pleading
Release it before
It's too late
My soul, my soul, my soul
Oh, Lord
Is broken, yet stronger
Still I don't know what for
My soul, my soul, my soul
Oh, Lord
Will follow your lead
Like a wave to the shore
Be my tide
My soul, my soul, my soul
Oh, Lord
Your freedom is
It's own reward
My soul, my soul, my soul
Oh, Lord
Will cherish this gift
Of yourself evermore
I am free