I cry out

How many times I have sinned against God?

How many times I have fell short of God's glory?

How many times I have crucified Jesus all over again?

How many times I have wept-ed for forgiveness?

My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak, I cry out 

for my heavenly father to make me strong.

To take ​me out of darkness and put me into his

 marvelous light,to take me out of the miry clay

and put me on kings highways and to pick

me up from whence I have fallen.

I know I need to pray, resist the devil and he will

flee from me, I know I am a new creature but I 

sometimes give into temptation when I suppose

to fight against temptation.

I break the heart of God, I am the guilty one who

cries out for mercy, love and forgiveness.