WAR: The Spirit and the Flesh

“Hey, girl, listen, it’s me, your friend
I know that I just saw you bend.
So I thought I’d come to call
I’d come to see you fail and fall.”

“You are my friend no more—I’m free
Sin, you are my enemy.
I have stumbled, yet I stand.
I’m upheld by my Saviour’s hand.”

“Enemy? What’s wrong with you?
You know that this, at least is true:
You’ve failed your Lord every day,
You’ve broke His law in every way.”

“You’re right—I admit this freely—
But though I fail, He will not fail me.
Accuser, tempter, child of hell
You are the king He came to fell.”

“I will not stop, I will not leave
I will fight what you believe.
I will revive the sin you slew
I will win, for I am you.”

“You were me, but you are dead.
Christ has crushed your master’s head.
Christ has come in and locked the door;
You are finished—this is war.”

“So you think you’re really strong?
You may stand, but for how long?
I’ll pull you down—you know I can
I’ll break your grasp on your God’s hand.”

“Ah, foolish sin, don’t play with me
Christ’s blood has bought my victory
No plot of hell, no mighty foe
Can ever make Him let me go.”

You have not yet resisted to bloodshed, striving against sin. 
-Hebrews 12:4