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.