ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
What is the price of liberty? Where lies the victor’s prize?
Is it in bodies laying still, beneath the cold, dark skies?
The cost to win our freedom cannot be seen in life,
But in the brave hearts smitten to take away our strife.
Each soldier brave and willing, goes bravely unto death,
And lays his life upon the line to give his dying breath.
We cannot put a price tag upon that bloody cost,
It’s love that’s given freely so freedom won’t be lost
Our Savior did this willingly when tortured on the tree.
He gave His life and rose again to set our spirits free.
No human life could do this. It had to be from God.
So we could see His love for us both here and far abroad.
His word He gave to teach us the things we need to know,
His life He gave to save us from the pain that lies below.
So lift your voice to Jesus. His love will never die.
He gives to us His paradise. He’ll care for us on high.