My desire to be perfect is not going to happen in this life. It is almost like a carrot on a stick held in front of us to keep striving to attain it.
Where is your Bible, is it gathering dust? Then what is your weapon for fighting your lust,
Lust is about more than a physical need, It is about desires, about pride and greed,
Lust is about things and not just pleasure, It is anything more than God we treasure,
Without God’s word to perfect our ways, How do we subject our heart that strays,
I looked for comfort in so many things, But comfort is not what this world brings,
Sometimes for a moment it gives us relief, Then in an instant it multiplies our grief,
Yet we keep on searching with the results unkind, Never to change it without the renewing of our mind,
Old things must pass away and thoughts become new, And with the old forever we must be through,
My testimony is not that I have achieved perfection, Rather it is now, I await resurrection,
Then comes perfection but not from me, To those that love God He gives it for free.
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