For this week's Openmic, I decided to put one of my own songs out there called "Free".
I have only played it for a few people, so we'll see how this goes!
This is a song I wrote about abuse and how it repeats its cycle from generation to generation until someone breaks it. I found myself following this cycle even though I was aware of it, it's just hard to control when that's all you know.
The lyrics are mostly paraphrased from Isaiah 61, and it's where I found healing from God from the wounds that we inflict on one another. I hope this song can bring healing to someone else who is going through this as well.
Through places long devastated
Searching through what’s left of this ruined city
The devastation of many generations
Dead in my transgressions
Waging war as the world does
Following the sons of rebellion
Pursuing the prince of the power
of the air
Wearing a crown of ashes
Weeping from the oil of mourning
Donning a spirit of despair
Where can I go?
Where can I flee
From your presence?
If I go up to the heavens
Or make my bed in the depths
You are there
Even there
Bestowed a crown of beauty
The oil of gladness
A garment of praise
I will rebuild the ancient ruins
And restore the places long devastated
I will renew the ruined city
The devastation of generations
For I’ve been set free
I’ve been set free
Set free
For freedom
For freedom
For freedom’s sake
For the display of your splendor.