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Here’s the second one.

Freedom at Last
Spangled bars and glistening stars
Stitched in crimson, white and blue
Blood-stained graves of the soldiers true
Haunt the heart of their comrades coming home with scars.

They say freedom isn’t truly free
With them I’d have to agree
Some hearts realize there’s more to this
Than life, liberty and pursuit of happiness

Though we claim to be free
Are we really free indeed?

In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Have we been redeemed
By the One who can save
Is He the One our nation’s really under
Are we truly freed or under a delusion of splendor?

They cry give us freedom to speak
What we want we’ll happ’ly seek
But when true freedom on them calls
Down they bunker and throw up high but wobbly walls

Fiercely crying freedom they war
But I’m afraid they forgot
Freedom’s battle has once been fought
And by dying it’s Champion is Conqueror

Though we claim to be free
Are we really free indeed?

In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Have we been redeemed
By the One who can save
Is He the One our nation’s really under
Are we truly freed or under a delusion of splendor?

At the foot of the old rugged Cross
Come kneel, ponder on the loss
The ultimate sacrifice
Of the One who for us paid the ultimate price.

No Ole Glory flies on the pole
But a red-stained cross of wood
Only Jesus Christ really could
Give the gift of true freedom to a sinful soul.

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