Prayer Request


Heart Condition

I’m judged as His son, He sets me apart.
There’s no condemnation, except in my heart.

Deceitful and wicked, my heart tells me lies.
That I’m not really His son, that it’s all a disguise.

It makes me feel bad, so heavy the load.
Too heavy to carry, too narrow the road.

I must trust in the Lord, believe in His name.
He saved me from hell, I’m not even the same.

Forever I’m changed, by the Word of His Breath.
The Spirit He gave, brought me from death.

This life that I live, is not easy at all.
It’s a choice that I make, to respond to His call.

I’m called to be holy, consecrated to Him.
All for His glory, apart from all sin.

If I stumble and fall, I’m still in His hands.
I’m no less than a son, but no more than a man.



by Consumed

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