THE YOKE IS BROKEN!

 

Old Peter kept in prison,

And chained with fetters two;

But then t'was Easter season,

And Herod knew that too;

Just before when he'd have them slay,

The saints combined to pray;

The yokes all were broken and he was set free

As Joseph blessed with better,

Was stressed in life we're told;

His feet they hurt with fetter,

And laid in Iron hold;

Till when heaven's word was sent to him,

To fetch when hope was dim;

Your yoke now is broken, and now you are free

The feet of Paul and Brother,

Were fastened to the stock;

But yet they did not bother,

On heaven's door they'll knock;

And then suddenly was a bang

That midnight when they sang:

"Our yokes are all broken and we are made free"

Addictions and bad habit,

Soul ties that God didn't choose;

Occultic oaths that limit,

Are bands that He can loose;

The Anointing of God's Son within,

Still makes men free from sin;

For Yokes are still broken and lives can be free

The Wicked's snare is broken,

Our souls can now escape;

Closed doors already open,

All things take perfect shape;

Now by faith I hear the heavens ring, 

The chorus now I sing:

"My yoke now is broken and I am made free"

©Kellybest Ibasimama Davids