O Flesh How Much You'Ve Lured Me Into Sin
O flesh! how much
you've lured me into
sin.
You built a block
between my God
and I.
You stole away my
grace and strength
therein.
Your pretty
pleasure want my
soul to die.
You proved superior
to my own desire
Desire of mine's to
see the face of God
but you denied my
wish and wished me
'fire.
Though acts of
yours are sweet to
carry out.
Though making love
is sugar to myself,
but seeds of yours
inside me must
come out.
I now reject your
sports and you,
yourself.
My body's temple of
the Holy Ghost.
I'll turn my body
into holy host.
Copyright © Ugwu Cornelius Chidera | Year Posted 2014
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