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Why does the temptation of the flesh always bother me?
Why do the devil’s poisoned arrows always shoot at me?
Why do I always back down at critical moments?
Why do I always choose the wrong path?
Why can’t I get out of this plight?
Why can’t I live a victorious life?
Please tell me, please tell me.
I’m looking for an answer,
Open the book of Romans and find many notes,
Hope to be guided in the trek.
I saw Paul’s pain,
Heard Martin Luther’s prayer,
I have also seen the bloody struggles of the saints throughout the ages.
These didn’t give me an answer,
Instead it confuses me even more:
If they can do it, why can’t I?
Why do I have nothing when others have it?
However, my lord,
you make me understand,
There’s one thing that hasn’t left me,
That is conscience.
When conscience condemns me,
I feel the pain of separation from life,
This is something no carnal gratification can stop.
It is my conscience,
Warn me that it will lose consciousness,
Once it’s cooked like a hot iron,
My spiritual life is also coming to an end.
you let me know this,
And inspired me to think deeply.
The sorrow and regret that follow,
Prove that you haven’t given up on me.
So I confessed at midnight,
In my mother tongue, in every language I know,
With countless sighs.
There were no clouds in the sky at that time,
There is another bright moon,
But the raindrops slapped my face,
I looked up to confirm,
Those were the tears my Lord shed for me.
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