Grace Beneath the Pines

There’ll be no more running round for me

No more backing down, you’ll see —

Whatever lies in store for me

I’ll get through it

There’ll be no more going half the way

You'd better listen to these things I say —

Whatever ties they bound to me

I’ll cut through them

Now I found some

Grace beneath the judge's gavel

Grace among my brothers on the firing line

Grace upon this road less travelled

Grace beneath the pines, the pines

Grace beneath the pines

There’ll be no more running round for me

No more going down, you’ll see —

The line is drawn; my enemy

Better stay behind it

There’ll be no more lifting half the weight

My will is strong, my back is straight —

Whatever lies they told to me

I’ll see through them

There’ll be no more running round for me

No more going down, you’ll see —

I’ll get through this