Oh Lord!
Romans 7:18 New King James Version
18 For I know that in me (that is, in my flesh) nothing good dwells; for to will is present with me, but how to perform what is good I do not find.
Oh Lord!
You saved me from the responsibility and tendency to sin
And still, it seems even in my dreams; my purity seems gone
You saved me from myself, setting me free, but I’m unable within
This I know that it is my flesh again, so I often feel undone.
Jan Wienen
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