The story of Onesimus speaks to my heart
From Philemon his owner, this man did part
And ran away and joined another
Paul – apostle, prisoner, and brother.
The Word was taught for man to do right
It’s wrong for a slave to run and take flight.
Go back, serve your master it would be better
But take comfort my friend, I’ll send a letter.
On your behalf any debt I will repay;
I’ll take it upon myself, it’s the only way.
With Paul as his intercessor, willing to repent,
Back to Philemon he was sent.
Not only a slave but now a brother
For Onesimus gladly serves another.
Another story of a slave let me tell,
This one was bound and headed for hell.
My master was Satan and I served only sin
I would serve him today had grace not been.
The wages due was nothing but death
No hope within, there was nothing left.
Until the day a new Master sought me
Breaking chains of bondage setting me free.
The debt I owed – my Lord paid it all,
He lifted me up out of the fall.
Now no longer just a poor slave
From my Master new life He gave.
As joint-heirs He is also my brother
For now I gladly serve another.