Wretched Restless Forms

The Burial

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The hunger I have and the thirst I possess

Are naught if I bathe in this filth that feels like home

Actions of the hands, passions of the heart

All fade and rot if I'm left here alone


All things dead in me are cast aside, and at the core I'm made new

But this wretched, restless, form will fight me every single step of theway


The Advocate, sent for my aid

Renews,revives, and transforms

With mercies new day by day

I'm sanctified in submission to His way


I'm washed in the blood, that much is always true

But the choices I make, and the actions I take

Serve to broaden or obstruct my view


By The Spirit we have the power to resist

Just as He has the power to forgive

Oh Lord cleanse me, cleanse me