The spirit is willing
But the flesh is weak
If out of the overflow
Of my heart I speak
Then I fear who I am
Because sometimes my words
Break promises, tell lies
And I am assured
Once again that I'm fallen
Works simply won't do
When in thought, word and deed
I crucify you
But in my weakness
You are my strength
I take refuge in grace
And love of unimaginable depth
I know I fall short
But take heart, for indeed
Though I am a sinner
I am also redeemed
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