The Determined Drunk - Saving Grace

Flesh rising, a bloodied battle field, mass temptation, a ceaseless bludgeoning

Constant confrontation, a flood of decadence tearing at my weaknesses

Clawing, gnashing at my blistered heels, who can save me now?

Who can save me from myself?

Can you save me now?

Thus far I’ve only further tightened the grip of sin’s hands around my throat…

around my throat

No strength

No strength of mine

Only God’s good mercy

Only His perfect love

For I can do all things through Christ Jesus who gives me strength

For I can do all things through Christ Jesus who gives me strength

Guilty hands are covered with the stink of sin, but perfect precious blood

takes the bitter shame away

Mercy poured out freshly, a flood of righteousness covering my brokenness

Dark deeds are swept away like crumbling ashes

I accept my death

I embrace my cross, the thorn in my side

I embrace my weakness, the log in my eye

Thus far I’ve only further tightened the grip of sin’s hands…

This is me, the face of dependency… Go…

Lord give me strength, for I am weak

Christ be my strength so I can overcome

I will overcome