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