What self of me seeks perfection?
Is it the sinful nature inside of me,
For the sake of Pride?
Or is Spirit pleading with me to live for God?
Does my human nature interpret wrongfully
The Latter?
What I seek God is perfection.
Unto you may I be spotless.
Through Your justification
I am cleansed from sin,
Yet I seek to do my part.
I look not for a faith of works,
But I glory in a work by faith.
Your blood has atoned me;
May I desire to cover this earth with love.
You ask not for my strength,
For you pursue in my weakness.
I was found in my distress
And overjoyed with success when I usually fail.
Harsh words cannot be on my lips.
Impure thoughts cannot be my thoughts.
Sinful nature cannot stand in my temple.
I cannot rule my life.
Perfection only reigns when imperfection is bowed.
Imperfection only bows when perfection loves.
Amen.
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