The world and my flesh is always secretly (or even boldly) enticing me to follow other gods: gods of wealth and riches, slavery to work, gods of flesh and lusts. The Lord searches the heart of the man. Lord in my weakest moments may your mercy abound. In times that I offend by being enticed may your forgiveness descend to the sorry soul. By my allegience my deepest feelings for the Lord is revealed. My soul, he is not just a friend and a loving Father, but He is also a holy God. He tests you to find out if you love Him. Lord may Your love abound on the day of reckoning. Follow, fear, keep, listen, serve and cling. They are words of submission and emptying. Lord, may I grow in these statutes of yours.
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