The Promised Land

Why do I forget so easily;

that when I was a slave, you set me free.

It took a few tries asking Pharaoh

but then I was free.

You fought for me and you continue to fight.

Why do I forget that you brought me through the Red Sea?

You drowned all my enemies.

You’ve slain all the demons.

When you promised me that promise land,

why would I go back to Egypt?

Why would I go back into sin?

Jesus, set me free again.

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