Set The Captives Free

Let the chariots of fire be seen upon the hill
Let the rams horn sound across the fields
Let darkness run from your warriors cry
Look the captives are set free
Look those who were in bondage
Those who where in pain have been set free
Their labors lifted off and their burdens made light
Here comes the King of glory
With trumpets sounding and drums blaring
He comes to comfort those with no hope
He heals the sick and mends the broken
The children gather to feel His love
They come to feel the embrace of the Father