As the morning dawns, I praise Your Name, but as the evening comes, I am covered in shame.
Why, O God, do I keep sinning against You? I wish I could stop, I wish I knew.
Do I have to do something, or rely only on You? No matter the path, I keep failing You.
The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. I know all too well ’bout this dilemma I speak.
I do what I hate and and I hate what I do, but some way, somehow, I always rebel against You.
Why, O God, why can’t I stop? I’d give everything to not be a flop.
I’m tiring of sinning, I’m tired of this flesh, when will I be done with it, maybe in death?
Even still I have battles, I journey on. Another fight to fight and I’m onto a new dawn.
My anger and hate from the sin I commit, pushes me forward to see the end of it.
When I get knocked down, I don’t stay there. I get up, move forward, it’s only fair.
Jesus didn’t die so that I can give up and quit, He died for my sake to get rid of my sin.
Let us run the race that is set before us, with endurance, with faith, and a joyful chorus.
Jesus didn’t die so we could be slaves, to the sin we have, no – we’re remade!
Instead we have a hope that’s new in Christ, it’s Jesus’ death, that gives us new life!
Not jaded or faded by the sin in our skin. The blood of Christ shed screams out “He wins!”