I'Ve Tried To Flee From Lustful Thought and Act

I've tried to flee 
from lustful thought 
and act.
The thought of 
sexuality,the 
thought of lust.
My flesh is mainly 
made for it,that's 
fact.
In dirty bed,the 
pleasure of mine 
trust.

Though fear of God 
still ring in heart of 
mine.
Like sheep against a 
lion, I'm weak,
to firmly stand and 
work God's vine,
but rather I remain a 
sexual freak.

But worker often get 
his wage,mine's 
death.
An eternal 
punishment of mine 
is hell.
I need to change 
before I take my last 
breath.
I'm now determined 
to be heaven's dwell.

I'll settle down and 
learn from Jesus 
Christ,
who lived but flesh 
of his,he sacrified.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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