Within our souls, a war of shadows reigns,
The sin and self, a stain we cannot flee,
Yet righteousness, a gift through sacred veins,
Bestows a dawn where once was misery.
Repentance turns the heart from darkened mire,
His strength sustains, a power bold and true,
Though flesh still claws with unrelenting fire,
The spirit lifts with grace that carries through.
His path we tread, imperfect till the skies,
He calls us His, though dust we yet remain,
Where once was sin, His mercy crowns us free,
A song of grace redeems our every strain.
O Christ, the Word who authors all our days,
Thy love redeems our steps with endless praise.