Two sides are pulling within my soul,
Fighting and striving to take control.
It is my choice of who should win,
To please my God or live in sin
The choice is hard; I often fall.
But I hear His voice, His tender call,
Which to His side again doth bid
My soul to rest and in Him live.
But still this struggle, this arduous war
Rages and storms and blusters more.
The side I starve is the side which gives;
The side that wins is the life I live.
My mind is wracked and fill with guilt
Whene'er I stray and do what I wilt.
Back and forth and to and fro,
My life between those two doth go.
To choose each day which path I take
Is my own option, my own mistake.
If I choose self, my life is hard;
If I choose God, I trust His Word.
I want so much to live for Christ,
But tis so hard always to fight
Against the flesh; tis hard to grow
'mongst weeds and thorns; I know.
I can't decide which path to tread,
To live for Christ and by Him led;
Or live for now and get my fill
Of wealth on earth and my own will
