WHAT I FEEL
Who is in me?
Yes, what is in me?
Why do I feel these?
Yes, why all these
Born again yes,
But still feel lust.
Why?
Saved but still hate.
Why?
Redeemed yet still dwell in anger
Why?
What is in me?
I confess...
Or I am confused;
Maybe there is a devil in me.
Oh lord, I hate the me that fails you
That disobeys the laws.
The me that heed to the flesh.
The me that sins.
It not bad to feel these...
for i am human
But it bad to heed to these.
I feel these...
But help me over come them.
Help my helplessness
Help my spirit to conquer the flesh
Let not my will override thine
Let me sock in your word
Lord all these I plead that I will be taken up
When thou come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem