Two natures fight within me
Clawing for complete control
And the evil one is winning –
Its dark reign I can’t o’erthrow.
For its grasp about my mind
Has left an imprint stiff as stone
And its chains about my heart
Into my flesh o’er time have grown.
And I can’t break from these shackles
That hold all my habits tight
For the rust of time has locked them
And I cry into the night
As I see the one You crafted
To be swift and strong for You
Melted to the mess I am –
How could my heart be so untrue?
Yet the dawn is breaking now
And in the early morning rays
I see the promise of the future
And new mercies with new days
And I see the power of Calvary
Making chains and shackles null
As Your faithfulness transforms me
And my shell falls, dead and dull
As new life is pulsing through me –
Though I’ve stumbled and I’ve failed,
Still You tell me that renewal
Is one humble step away.
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Laurel Luehmann 
This is beautiful and encouraging!! Thank you!
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Your words are so beautiful and express exactly how I feel sometimes in words I couldn’t put together. Thank you, Laurel!
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Laurel, that is amazing how you put the struggle between the flesh and the spirit into such great poetry!
I plan to share this with a young girl that I have been mentoring. She is from China and has been through a lot.
May the Lord bless you as you continue to use your talents for His glory!
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Oh, that’s wonderful. Thank you! 🙂
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Agreed–a beautiful way to express the Christian’s struggle with sin…amazing job with that! 🙂 Reminds me of Romans 7, particularly 19-20 and context when Paul talks of the same struggle.
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