Christ made us free; stand where He placed you. Do not bow again beneath the former yoke. If law is your ladder, then climb every rung; but grace is not reached by the work you have done. Through the Spirit by faith we wait for our hope; faith working through love is the road. Stand fast in liberty, not free for the flesh, but free to serve. The whole law gathers into one command: love your neighbor as yourself. You ran well once; who blocked the way? That voice did not come from the One who calls. A little leaven can enter the whole; keep the offense of the cross standing tall. Do not bite and devour till the body is gone. Freedom without love rebuilds what was broken. Let every released hand carry another; liberty kneels and becomes a servant. Stand fast in liberty, not free for the flesh, but free to serve. Christ broke the yoke; do not wear it again. Let faith work through love to the end.