Condemned and sentenced to fail

try to be good Will I have bail What can I do ?

God will you notice me? Will it ever be good enough?

Cycle of pain swirling the drain.

I need to push pause my brain

disconnect myself

Along comes Jesus

Be free they say

How can I be free with 200 pounds of sin ?

I’ll never let it go

Hopeless I know

Jesus look the other way I look

Jesus reaches out no no

Jesus don’t look I’m unclean

Jesus said you’re so clean

I washed your sins away with my flowing blood.

You’re my creation

You have been invited

I saw your name on the guest list

It’s written right here stand

up my child.