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I am a sinner, yet God loves me.
He gave his life on that cursed tree
So that I may be free.
If I am, why does sin still shackle me?
For the Lord has said
"No temptation has seized you
except what is common to man."
I feel a strong sense of déjà vu.
I've fallen to where I began.
The sting of sin still fresh,
I turn to God again and pray
For strength against sins of the flesh.
But I fear that soon I will wander astray.
I want so fiercely to be right.
Yet I sin, try desperately I might.
Time and time again, I find myself here,
Knelt before him, sins laid clear.
Often, I think myself irredeemable.
Given my history, it's only reasonable.
If I keep sinning, will I keep being forgiven?
Do I even deserve the mercy I'm given?
Sometimes I feel I have to earn that grace,
That while I sin, I cannot show him my face.
But scripture reveals that was never the case.
For God died for us all, a sinful race.
For the Scripture has said
"While we were still sinners,
Christ died for us."
How foolish I was, almost making the devil a winner.
Every past sin festers within like foul pus.
I would feel so much guilt that I would doubt his grace.
I was the judge, jury, and executioner of my own sins.
By my own merits, I could never justify God's embrace.
And I wanted to give up my faith, and give in.
While I was a sinner, Christ died for me.
Why would I judge myself when he has paid the fee?
Do I know if I deserve love and forgiveness more than him?
He is willing to guide me forever, full of forgiveness, to the brim.
I will not give in, for this temptation is common.
But when I do, it's okay to feel like a strawman.
But I will forgive myself and move on, following his path.
For he has forgiven me, and with arms open, absent of wrath.
