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Carved By His Law of Freedom

  • Writer: Rose
    Rose
  • Feb 18
  • 2 min read

Updated: Feb 20

Through storm and fire I’ll stand my ground

I am carved by His law of freedom

No tyrant’s hand can steal our spirit

My will unyielding and I will lead them


Unshakable dedication and honor

Bound by the divine

If I'm wrong, then let Him strike me down,

Let Him kill His own, for I am His design


I will not stand before their judge

A corrupted honor sought

Their mockery of justice,

A perverted truth they’ve bought


Honor is a veil they wear to forge the lie,

In deceitful eyes is where true justice dies


Discernment, once a guiding light

A gift of vision now betrayed

The eye that saw, now blind with fear

For in its place, deception swayed


For Him alone, my feet will rise,

In Him, I place my trust and might

His law untouched by tyrannical hubris

Through His truth is worth the fight


I will not make a fool of Him

Even as they persecute me by His own law

I will not bend to their false crown

They cannot see all that I saw


Let them judge, let them cast their stones

Let their wrath consume me, I will stand alone


I will not break

I will not bow to their crooked claim

In His name, I stand unbroken

For justice will bear my name


But when I fall, my name will sear,

A ghost that burns too fierce to fear

But when I'm gone, my name will stay

A war cry that won’t fade away

I’ll take my soul, my final breath

And carve a refuge out of death

A home for those who will not kneel

Whose hearts still burn, whose fire is real

Whose hearts cannot be bought nor sold

Who stand unbroken, fierce and bold

For those who’d rather fight and bleed

Than bow before a tyrant’s creed


By His law I will not make a fool

I carve my name in stone,

I kneel to no mercy born of lies

Even if the heavens themselves turn cold


By His own law, I stand like stone

I pay the price in blood,

Not in hollow disguise,

A martyr to the flood

Yet the flood parts for my rise.


For freedom stands where chains are thrown

I will walk past the flames of doubt

Condemned by only His hand alone

I won’t drown as I lead us out


Because freedom is worth fighting for

They will not take my voice

If He needs to strike me down

Let Him kill His own if that’s His choice

I shine too bright,

I burn too wild,

They can't stand what they can't chain down

Self righteous mockery on display

I wear no yoke, nor respect their crown


So let them break me, let them choke

Let heaven itself turn its face away

I’ll walk straight into uncharted darkness

And in my death, I’ll light the way



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