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 words 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 traveled 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 Now I found some Grace beneath the judge's gavel Grace among my brothers on the firing line Grace upon this road less traveled 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 I'll get through this Now I found some Grace beneath the judge's gavel Grace among my brothers on the firing line Grace upon this road less traveled Grace beneath the pines, the pines Grace beneath the pines