My Battle With Sin
Imperfect soul,
I am and have always been
Constantly in front of me
Is temptation preceding sin
And I’ve made mistakes
That I always apologize for
But I’m constantly in battle
My mind and flesh at war
Like Paul, ‘I wish to do what is right
But what is bad is present with me’
Enslaved to sin’s law, in bondage
On my own, I can’t break free
I stand in amazement
At how easily I lose control
Each time I fall back
I step further away from the goal
In front of others, I smile
Disguising my shame and sorrow
But in the darkness, I cry all alone
Waiting for when there’s no tomorrow
There are things I lament about
That no one could ever know
The painful things that cut the deepest
I hold onto, never to let go
And at night when I lay my head down
I beg for mercy that I’ll never accept,
Love that I’m so undeserving of,
And help to keep the promises I never kept
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