Mirror Vol Ii
I look myself in the mirror and I
quickly look away, the man I see
before me was different yesterday
seems to me I worship the same
God everyday, I been a slave to my
flesh for too long still I'm hoping
today is my payday, Mayday my life
is in a state of emergency, they say
it's power in prayer I hope so
because me not doing so is hurting
me, my surgeon says I gotta heart
condition and the only way to fix it
is to be sincere with repentance,
forgiveness only takes place when
the heart is broken and contrite,
psych 101 when your mind is a
slave, no matter how hard you try
it's hard to escape, but the father
threw a rope a way out of this
destruction, the son gave it all up
and it cost us nothing. So as I look
back into that mirror I see what he
saw imperfect perfection, sanctified
sinner who by faith and grace he
predestined
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