I Did It Again
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God doesn't work through us because we're flawless. Rather He works through us in spite of our imperfections ~ A.W. Tozer
I did it again, I say to myself
Ashamed, humiliated, falling apart
I did it again and just why I can’t say
I did it again – a sin which I pray for
God to take away from me, deliver me
Free me from weakness – with His strength
If I were lacking in morals
Maybe I would see – just why
This same sin seems to plague me
If I were somehow deficient
In intelligence or wit, I might understand
What causes this relapse into impiety
I did it again, I have to admit
And therefore I feel so full of guilt
I did it again and just feel like crying
Will I ever learn so my heart isn’t dying?
I did it again and only God can foresee
Just when I might be free from this flaw in me
If I were not filled with the Holy Spirit
Maybe I wouldn’t know that I did it again
And that I have to take time to ask for forgiveness
Repent of this sin that can seems so troubling
As it pursues me from the dawn until dusk
Never allowing me to gain control of my weakness
I did it again and once again I came pleading
To the Heavenly Father – the One who sought me
Taught me and bought me… the One who knows me
More deeply than I know my own heart and soul
The One who, when I let Him control me, helps me
To be so good, much better than I thought I could
If I weren’t so weak maybe I wouldn’t need His Spirit in me
But, as I can see it… His Spirit is the One who breathes
The hues of hope, faith and love through my life
Nudges me to recall my sin and contention with a prayer
For forgiveness, renewal and change that comes from inside
Where all change is brought on by the One who guides my life
And lights up the darkness that fades into shadows of past strife
I did it again, but He is always by my side
Reminding me that I’m loved and worthwhile
Despite the sin that plagues my heart and soul
I did it again, but He listens to my prayers
Fills me up with humble thoughts and blesses me
With sincere caring, a new day, a kind hope
With a second chance to be someone I’d like to know
I did it again… yet, I can know
He loves me still and leads me to hope
In time, I will grow into the one He chose
When He chose me to follow His word
John 15:16 King James Version
16 Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
2 Corinthians 12:7
And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure.
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2021
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