| My flesh is tired of seeking God
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| But on my knees I’ll stay
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| I want to be a pleasing child
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| Until that final day
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| My mind is full of many thoughts
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| That clutter and confuse
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| But standing firm, I will prevail
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| In faith that I’ll be used
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| Amen! |
| I’m asking once again
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| Won’t you help me my friend, Lord Jesus
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| Holy Lord Spirit, set us free
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| From chains we cannot see
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| Come release us
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| I wrestle not with flesh and blood
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| My fight is with the one
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| Who lost the keys of hell and death
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| To God’s most precious son
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| One sleepless night of anguished prayer
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| I triumphed over sin
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| One battle in the Holy war
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| God’s promised me to win
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| Amen! |
| I’m asking once again
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| Won’t you help me my friend, Lord Jesus
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| Holy, Lord Spirit, set us free
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| From chains we cannot see
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| Come release us
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| My flesh is tired of seeking God
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| But on my knees I’ll stay
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| I want to be a pleasing child
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| Until that final day |