Ressurect Me!

I stand in a room, the walls are closing in..
My breath is stolen and I fall to my knees--
Blood and sweat pour forth from my brow,
This struggle within my mind, my flesh..
Burns for past lusts.
Commencement of inner wailings, my soul cries out---
Freedom from myself, will not be so,
Unless there is absolute surrender.

Infuse me Oh Lord, with your holy fire..
Your blood pumping through my veins,
Master of Puppets will you be--
Looking down to the ground, I see the hurts of my past..
Sorrowful eyes, heavy heart;
And then, the lifter of my head veers my eyes, my heart upon..
His love, His grace, and His divine leading.