April 13, 2006

God! Help me!

Sin crouches, waiting to devour

it lurks, wanting me

it tugs, it pulls, it yanks

ceaselessly

I try to fight

I want to give in

my feet turn back far too often

God! Help me!

Sin is stronger than I

it knows where I live

my mind desires its snare

my soul desires You

I am torn

in need of wholeness

oh my God, HELP!

You who makes all things new

Who forgives me from the “no matter what”

preserve me lest I fail

forgive me if I do

I am weak and fall upon Your strength