240916 Fallen Short

 Fallen Short

Oh, dear God, how I've fallen short

Not just today but every day

Try to be of a godly sort

But still keep sinning anyway 

See other sinners, and I think

That there, but for God's grace, go I

When I believe my sin is less

Then in my heart I know I lie

How can I ever measure up

When weighed upon my Father's scale

Though heart desires a sinless life

I've fallen short, and thus I fail

What God requires is holiness

To do his will, of this I know

Love him and others selflessly

Yet, I have a long way to go

I daily set such lofty goals 

Of how I ought to act and speak

Like New Year's resolutions, though

I fall way short, for I am weak

And oh, the devil taunts me so

You'll never change; you're not enough 

In weaker moments, I believe 

And his lies I fail to rebuff

In my frustration and despair 

Dear Abba whispers in my ear

Perfection is not what I want

I only want your heart, my dear

For, I'm the one who made your heart

So, in it I can clearly see

That though you feel you've fallen short

I know your heart belongs to me

So in those times you've " fallen short"

Just know I don't see you that way

Sending my Son reset the scales 

And washed the stain of sin away

And so I ask, dear child of mine

You simply give to me your best

Love others is to do my will

And I will handle all the rest