Flesh rising, a bloodied battle field, ma** temptation, a ceaseless bludgeoning
Constant confrontation, a flood of decadence tearing at my weaknesses
Clawing, gnashing at my blistered heels, who can save me now?
Who can save me from myself?
Can you save me now?
Thus far I've only further tightened the grip of sin's hands around my throat... around my throat
No strength
No strength of mine
Only God's good mercy
Only His perfect love
For I can do all things through Christ Jesus who gives me strength
For I can do all things through Christ Jesus who gives me strength
Guilty hands are covered with the stink of sin, but perfect precious blood takes the bitter shame away
Mercy poured out freshly, a flood of righteousness covering my brokenness
Dark deeds are swept away like crumbling ashes
I accept my d**h
I embrace my cross, the thorn in my side
I embrace my weakness, the log in my eye
Thus far I've only further tightened the grip of sin's hands...
This is me, the face of dependency... Go...
Lord give me strength, for I am weak
Christ be my strength so I can overcome
I will overcome