My soul clings to the dust; give me life according to your word!
My soul clings to those old, filthy habits. Lord, why is it that I know that those ways of living are no longer necessary, that they are disobedient to Your word, that they are abhorrent to You and destructive to me? Why do I cling? Why will I not let go?
Will, Lord, my will versus Your will. The battle continues. Why is it that I cheer for You but secretly aid and abet the enemy? Lord, give me life; destroy my will, teach me to submit to Your will.
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