Let Me Be Free

Let me be free to ride the wings of hope

Sure, there's hope in this generation;

Hope once denied my identity.

The restlessness stirring my breast,

I just explore, to content my curiosity,

I must be free!

I can't linger among the unrest no more,

I must be free!

I have given all I can give of me,

No, not my soul, tis God's own mystery,

The wings of hope, He's raised, thank Thee!

I am going to be free!