The great exchange

I am sick of it !
I can’t do it !
I can’t improve myself !
 
I have had enough !
I give up !
I’m gone as far as I can tell !.
 
 
I need help
I need strength
I need something called grace
 
And kill the old man
And kill the old me
I need to be exchanged.
 
 
The old me can’t change
The old me can’t improve 
I need it be exchanged
 
With Some One bigger than me
Some One who understands me
It’s a new divine nature I need.
 
 
I need a re-birth
To give me new worth
God I receive it by faith
 
It’s not about me
The old me is dead
For now I have been exchanged !.
 
 
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