My prayer for help

by Tiera   Apr 17, 2005


Lord, here we are again
me fighting against my flesh
asking for your help
so I can finally get rest.
You see, Satan is constantly teasing me,
whispering things in my ear,
tempting me to do things not of you,
and he's becoming even more near.
Lord I need help,
all the help you can give.
You already blessed me,
by taking all my sins.
You already blessed me,
by taking me from places I've been.
But yet I feel so distant,
and so far away
because I'm not as obedient as I should be
everyday.
So I'm repenting now
asking let your spirit be near.
No, let your spirit be in me,
so I can fight Satan with no fear.

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