The human frailtie's grave

A life worn out by endless reflections 
Has shattered every single last hope of rising again 
Has defied Your advise and counseling 

The sinful nature causes a weak discipline 
And drags me to the human frailtie's grave 

Self inflicted wounds 
Innumerable false steps 
Unforgivable mistakes repeated to a frightening agree 
Gradually growing conscious of the habit-forming addiction 
Through me all actions fail 

The human weaknesses 
Are once again at force 
In unrecognizable shapes 
New structures each time 
Fragile symptoms constantly show new characteristic sides 

I myself am weak, am nothing 
Uncontrolled line of thought and color my manners 
I know there is more to reach for 
I know where strength is found 
The overflowing, everylasting source 
Within You my maker 

With You by my side 
The safely directly journey 
In me, around me, Your presence 
Enriches, creates, gives life 
You offer completeness 
You are hope