Two natures fighting within my chest
One aspect is bad, the other’s at rest
Christ now rules the bad nature, so I can gain
If it weren’t for Him~ I would’ve gone insane
My old sin-nature is subdued by the Cross
When I acknowledge my sin, yielding all as lost
Sin matters not, so much, in how others see it
Such barriers ‘between’ deters God’s best fit
Loving God, I desire to see things His way
So an empty, yielded, channel I’ll be each day
Biblically,1 John 1: 10 reveals accountability
David said: “against you Lord, ” twas his reality
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I would like to translate this poem