This life will disappoint you time and time again
 if the quality of your results is what you put your trust in
and you can hold up that measuring stick next to what you do,
but no matter how hard you try, its never going to satisfy you.
You can bleed yourself dry making the sacrifices that you think need to,
 but the blood spilled out won't save you; for another has already claimed you.
So cut your neck free from those carts you pull,
and be pulled into the heart of a Love that is whole.
Abolish the slavery of striving for what is already yours,
of struggling for a prize that the cross already bore.
And the words "It is finished" means you are free,
it is to righteousness you are enslaved,
not a compensation to be paid
it is for freedom that you are free.

And fear falls away when His perfect love is present,
when you know that in His nose, your aroma is pleasant
and nothing can separate you from His love
not even you.