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[cleanrain]

 Broken

I am broken and contrite before you dear God
With my flesh and human desire
For all that is in me is sin and death
And all that is in You is life

My sin becomes so sinful
Your grace becomes so true
Why do I do
What I don’t want to do?

For I know I am your child
And by faith I am set free
But this thorn in my flesh
Is tearing at me

The flesh

Comments

[glome]

Wow Jana ... our poems are a lot alike. But then I guess most poems written about life in Christ all have the same thumb print :):) Thanks for your fun comments on my poem.
I can tell you're growing in Him; your poem sounds more mature than your face looks.

[cleanrain]

i really like to read your poetry, it hits home

thanks for your comments

lol, how old do you think i am? just curious.