Poem: Sorrow For Besetting Sin
Forbidden life, a thorny iron around my neck;
To pierce and bleed, wherever I turn my gaze;
Upon the good or evil, fine or foul;
I walk with disease upon my soul, ever watching for my fall.
I am ashamed for them to know;
The blood they see, it is my own;
From turning my head too far to the left;
Then thrashing back in fear and dread.
I see no relief, but through my life to take;
Not death that frightens, but to live for life’s sake;
When clawing sins do leave their pain;
And shame and fear and hopelessness remain.
And yet I must move forward still;
For Jesus, his own blood did he spill;
And thorny vines around him pierced;
And nailed him in the sinner’s place.
And if he came to die for me;
And pierce his body on that tree;
Then courage I will also take;
To carry on, my fears forsake.
Do I dread, and did he not;
Under the moon, in that garden spot;
To sweat drops of blood at horror’s arrival;
But call sin sin, and die for me.
He did not struggle with my sins;
Yet struggle he did, for my retrieval;
From the very things that sting my heart;
He saw, he knew, he gave his all.
I may not be all I wish for now;
I cannot loose this thorny bound;
But not in fear will I endure;
Only in sorrow, as I keep still.
Tis faith he sees within my heart;
Tis faith he wanted from the start;
Tis faith I ever more shall find;
When I cannot free myself, his love unbinds.
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Entirely Jesus Editor and Writer Pamela Austen has been writing compiling and publishing Christian books for Entirely Jesus since 2010. She is a Protestant, born-again Christian, having given her life to Jesus in August of 1987, and she's been diligently studying Scripture every day since then. Pamela lives in Knoxville, Tennessee, and she is active daily in writing articles and building books that take the Gospel to the world, so that all who believe in Jesus may be saved.
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