Years ago they tried to put me in the pen.
Years ago they televised the revolution but nobody tuned in.
Years ago they minimized the solution so nobody could win.
Years ago they criticized the absolution and forgiveness of sin.
Now they run.
Now they hide.
Because years ago they tried.
Years ago they made you spend a night in the box.
Years ago they told you to get lost, kick rocks.
Now life's fun.
It’s quite the ride...
Because years ago they tried…
Years ago they tried…
Years ago they tried…
“Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.”
— Psalms 142:7 (KJV)
“For out of prison he cometh to reign; whereas also he that is born in his kingdom becometh poor.”
— Ecclesiastes 4:14 (KJV)
“Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me in: Naked, and ye clothed me: I was sick, and ye visited me: I was in prison, and ye came unto me.”
— Matthew 25: 34-36 (KJV)
“Peter therefore was kept in prison: but prayer was made without ceasing of the church unto God for him.”
— Acts 12:5 (KJV)
“And, behold, the angel of the Lord came upon him, and a light shined in the prison: and he smote Peter on the side, and raised him up, saying, Arise up quickly. And his chains fell off from his hands.”
— Acts 12:7 (KJV)
“And suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken: and immediately all the doors were opened, and every one's bands were loosed.”
— Acts 16:26 (KJV)