No jail can hold on to God's children when he says let my people go.
Herod ordered the deaths of some disciples and put Peter in prison and threw
away the key.
Four squads of soldiers guarded Peter and sentries on the door just to be sure
chains on his hands bound to guards on either side.

But back home the brethren they were praying day and night calling on the Lord.
God sent an angel to answer and like lightning the angel shone in that cell
Peter was there sleeping and all the chains fell to the floor and they went out
to the big gates of the prison as they watched those gates just open they walked
out to the street and were free.

No jail can hold on to God's children when he says let my people go.

No jail can hold on to God's children when he says let my people go.

A mighty earthquake shook that prison the guards fell down and slept like
babies.
They walked to the street there in freedom they walked out as free as a breeze.
No jail can hold on to God's children when he says let my people go.
Late a proud Herod was speaking seated on his throne waving his hand when an
angel appeared and raised his sword Herod fell down dead to the floor.

No jail can hold on to God's children when he says let my people go.