The bars of freedom sing a song
Unhindered by the steel.
Here moveable by heart and voice,
They work the potter’s wheel.
Proclaiming liberty to souls,
Locked in by nature’s sin.
They’re waiting for the bars to break
And freedom to begin.
A chorus jubilant in sound –
O’er shadows all the gloom.
There are no bars of iron
When Christ is in the room.