Lord, If you are willing, heal me.

Here is a poem of petition and faith, a cry for freedom grounded in the scriptural promise of God's liberating power.

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If You Are Willing

This weight I did not choose to bear, A chain of thought,a cloak of care. It binds my soul and shades my sight, And steals the joy of morning light. I bring it now,on bended knee, Oh God,if You are willing, set me free.

“Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28)

You spoke the word to break the slave From Pharaoh’s grip,from crashing wave. You walked through walls of fear and dread To stand beside me,You have said. The same power that rolled the sea Is willing now to set me free.

“So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” (John 8:36)

It is not just the outer chain, But inner prisons of doubt and pain. The guilty past that holds me fast, A sentence I believed would last. But by the blood that flowed for me, You are most willing to set me free.

“There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life has set you free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death.” (Romans 8:1-2)

So not my will, but Yours be done, Your kingdom come,Your victory won. I claim the promise You have sealed, By truth revealed,by truth revealed. My spirit trusts what it can’t see: That You are always willing to set me free.

“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.” (2 Corinthians 3:17)

I rise from prayer, the chain is broke, Not by my strength,but by the spoke Of Your great wheel that turns the age, On history’s page,on history’s page. The door swings open wide for me, For You were always willing to set me free.