Shunned At A Funeral - Outlaw (Unchained)

If loving like
Jesus makes me an outlaw
Then carve my name and singing
Into that old crossbeam
If mercy's a crime, I'll break every law
For grace runs deeper than any regime
If truth is forbidden and hope is a flaw
And music then
I want to be an outlaw
They say our faith is a wild
Fire spark, a dangerous sign in the gathering dark.
They fear the light, so they guard the dark
But they can't bind what the righteous sing
They lock the book, but the truth breaks free.
They chain the hands, but they
Can't chain me, for the word