My passions plunder my heart,
My eyes long for trash,
Ashamed I am of my hidden desires,
Afraid of the fire getting covered with filthy ash!
The instincts interred deep inside,
The tendencies lurking below the surface,
All my efforts, all my worship,
How weak you are in their face!
In this battle I long for You o Lord,
Not only for words, but also for strength..
By myself I can only go so far,
Protect me from myself!
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