I wrote this poem a couple of years ago, and thought I would post it now in view of the present “The Story” sermon series at Perimeter Church. You can listen at http://www.perimeter.org
From my journal:
As I read these words, I was overcome by a sad identity with the writer….“For I am not practicing what I would like to do, but I am doing the very thing I hate,”and then a joy and power in these words,”….But therefore there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” Rom. 7:18…8:1
A sinful grasp, oh wretched one,
Though freedom in Christ I’ve found;
I know the victory has been won,
And question why I’m bound.
I conquer once my enemies
Joyful in Christ’s great power,
Then there I am, lost at sea
Even within the hour.
There’s nothing good that dwells in me,
It’s an undisputed fact;
So I find myself still selfishly
Living a life that lacks.
Wretched, poor one that I am,
Do I dash away all hope?
Losing balance once again,
I’ve gone the slippery slope.
Yet, in the darkness I still see
My righteousness in Christ;
There is a love beyond degree
That brings me back to life.
There is no shadow of turning
Nor condemning face;
His flaming love still burning,
He sees me by His grace.
Indeed I will by His hand alone
Be saved until that time;
When God shall finally bring me home,
His will be fully mine.
Friend, do you struggle just as me
And every saint before?
That you aren’t who you want to be,
Then let His grace restore.
Look to the cross and level ground
Where all we stand alike;
And listen there to the sound,
—God’s hand bearing the spike.
You will hear your voice appallingly
Yelling out for more;
But Jesus’ voice quietly…
“Forgive them for this, Lord.”
Stand up again, tired, struggling saint
Because of His great grace;
Walk no more as the faint,
And see His smiling face.
There we find forgiveness too,
Power to live like Him;
For every morning His mercies new
And He will draw you in.
Therefore, lay aside your painful past
And living against His will;
Stay in a love that always lasts,
And loves you even still.