The Bright and Morning Star wore His stripes
on the greatest day of independence in history.
He hung on the crossroads of freedom and bondage.
Liberty was lifted high for all to see
and healing was within everyone’s sight.
The bombs didn’t burst
but rockets red glare descended
from hands and feet and side and
rested in a reflecting pool of crimson.
The Calvary rode the dawns early light
as a two thousand year long shadow,
and now we can gather under the shadow
of His wings as eagles.
Come now, let us respond to
His freedom given, for with Freedom
comes response ability.