Free In the darkest of despair;
There was only one name spoken
And its Owner found me there.
When no one would stop to listen
To my cries of agony--
Jesus, Jesus, Precious Jesus
Came and set the captive free.
Everything was gone that mattered;
All my gain had turned to loss.
There was no one to console me,
No one dared to bear my cross.
Broken outward, shattered inward,
All I had was misery.
Yet He knew just what I needed
And He gave me joy complete.
When I called His name He heard me,
Then He took away my pain.
As He shouldered all my burdens
And removed sin's crimson stain.
With a heart torn all to pieces
From the ache and hurt I bore--
Jesus took the broken remnants,
Made me whole again once more.
Wrapped in garments now that glisten
Whiter than the driven snow--
Gone forever is the heartache
Of a life I used to know.
Life's dark dungeon now can't hold me;
From sin's fetters I am free.
All the bonds that He has broken
Now lay scattered at His feet.
I am now no longer prisoner
Of my sins and awful shame.
Jesus, Jesus, Precious Jesus,
Praise and Honor to Your Name!
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