I keep doing the very thing I hate.
What is this in me that wants to debate?
I try to start over each day
But it seems I get caught up in my usual way.
I try so hard to live by the rules
But in the end I look like a fool.
I toss about and wrestle with doubt
And wonder if God can really carry me out.
He told me to stop letting the rules rule me
And not to let the enemy fool me
His grace will cover me in times of peril
And give me strength when I wouldn't dare to.
The guilt and shame is all about self
And once that's gone and there's nothing else
God can help and change some hearts
But you have to realize the battle's been won from the start.