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The Struggle Within Me
by David Rester I grow weary of the struggle And times of shame, when I fail. You call me to high, holy places; I have been given fear of stumbling, As I ascend to the heights from which You call. Fear fills my heart in abundance, As I look to Your lofty place; And realize the distance I have climbed, Now can become a great and mighty fall. Although Your Spirit fills my heart with strength, I struggle under the weight of this body of death. And there is one who pursues me relentlessly, Causing me missteps and non-lethal falls. Then in moments of failures, he taunts me, " It would be easier to descend." But yet I know Your eyes are upon me; And Your Spirit adds too, and feeds my hope. How long, Father, must I struggle to climb, Carrying this body of sinful flesh? Continually calling out to others to follow, As the evil one attempts to drag me down. I pray Jesus, take my hand, lifting me up; That I might find rest, back home with You. Father give me Your strength! Amen. From the day I responded to God's calling, accepting His love, by repenting, and accepting Jesus as Savior and Lord (all through Him, His love, and GRACE); He has continued to grow our relationship, revealing all He desires, for me to know and share. All glory and praise being my Father's---- GOD! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |