Leaving me without condemnation
me who walks by spirit not impression.
Abiding in him no longer under damnation
The curtain he tore, no more separation.
Pierced hands for my transgressions
The cross he bore, carrying my sins.
So that my life life may live to show his grace,
Godly sorrow producing my repentance.
Through him who became a curse
His grace sufficient in my weakness.
33 years well spent,
For me never to be hell-burnt
His love, no depth, no height,
Neither death, nor powers in hell, can separate.
Reconciling this Namasuba soul to God
Now you can call me redeemed
Because through him iam justified
Cherished and ransomed.
But the gift is not like the trespass. For if the many died by the trespass of the one man, how much more did God’s grace and the gift that came by the grace of the one man, Jesus Christ,overflow to the many! Romans 5:15