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NO CONDEMNATION
Sometimes  I wish I can play the anonymous,  though 
am not autonomous but I've got  an anomalous result so far,
like a pilot things keep piling up, cares about where about still
I go on through the clove skies, trying to walk down this path with honour 
but this shoes don't seem to fit, 
trying to pay him back  for his sacrifice, the prize for my fault but is so hard to 
I ended up inventing new ways of betraying his love. Honestly, 
I should be in the grave cause I deprive myself from living in his grace, 
making effort to take off what's making me fall, I ended up like the other times fallen. 
This guy keep disguising and anytime I try to round up on him I got tied up 
thinking I can make myself better so I could attain his best again 
I ended up the worse, like Peter I deny him the third time, 
my heart is divided between a thousand cares been attuned to negative possibilities 
any attempt to unmask the truth only makes my heart go fonder. 

Now it's clear the purpose of his coming was to pay the cost for my sins, 
but am just too blind to notice even though I can see, 
in Christ there's hope for my hurt and rest from my burden, 
I've got to follow him before I fall, the fact that I've got an idea does not mean am there, 
I learned I can have Jesus peace if I don't have his piece, 
and since he has prevail over the law and lost I'll be relief from my grief 
cause he been realised from the grave. 
The wages for my sins is pretty outrageous ah am so reckless, 
how could I owe a doubt I could never be able to pay? 
I fell from grace and still thought amidst that am still the same, 
being enslave to the same punishing routines I've obeyed 
instead of running to the cross, I cling to my emotion that's 
taking me to a destination I literally hate, 
dancing to the rhythm of a different drummer, 
concern with the world and consumed in sin, 
though they told me Jesus was hanged on the tree so my life could be turned up, 
I weren't moved cause I didn't know the condemnation I deserve. 
I need a cure for sin though as yet with its woes I strive  beneath life crushing load, 
casting away dreams of darkness mere word can explain, 
I thought I can't continue fighting the losers fight since his York is light 
I've got to come to the light, 
the law couldn't save me in that is weak 
though am very wrong I can't just carry on, am an alien I'll stay in the lines.

God looking for the lost found me, glad tidings of great joy he brought 
this time around I won't hold anything back on living for the master 
and I won't be bound by any tradition of old cause there won't be any definition if I deviated,
forever I'll show my appreciation by living his dreams cause he took my fall, 
erase my past and freed me from the curse now I stand justified.
Thanks be unto God who's rich in grace and mercy through his sacrifice am qualified, 
now anytime I try to fall am drowning in his ever unending grace 
but then I've got to make a pact with my life never to be part of my past, 
there's therefore now no condemnation unto me who's in Christ Jesus, 
for the law of the spirit of life in Christ Jesus had made me free from the law of sin and death,
yeah I know grace is questionable but then I don't have the answers.
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