My Spirit's Willing But My Flesh Is Weak Poem by Royston Allen
My Spirit's Willing But My Flesh Is Weak
Their eyes were heavy and they had to sleep
‘though the Lord had asked them their watch to keep.
Jesus would only be a stone throw away
yet they were unable to watch and pray.
My spirit's willing but my flesh is weak
and I often clam up when I should speak
'Though I know that Jesus is standing near
and would like me to make His Gospel clear.
Saturday, April 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: pray,watching,weakness
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5/2/2024 4:31:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yeah, when one turns old and has deep love for Him. Nice poem.