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.