And I was fed yet, with another dangling apple Blindly following the will of the flesh, Which ultimately is a poison to my soul A bridle in my path A poison to my joy A sore in my heart Why is being obedient to God so tiring? Fighting for freedom from sin's captivity Cyclical sinning has my life spinning like a revolving door Sin is sucking so much of my strength, vigour and fervor. My legs are tired, my steps are weak, similar to stupor I'm staggering on my feet I want to be free from this cycle of habitual sins And learn more about Godliness, spirituality and righteousness I travelled far just enough to get me back to the starting point I get up just to fall again or so it seems I break free from sin for few days, only to sink deeper than ever I Need Help! I Need Help! I Need Help A divinely practical help Love me more, judge me less Willing is my spirit but feeble is my flesh My flesh: A clothing for my soul . It interested in things that corrodes my soul Can you show me how fasting is a bridle Against spiritual suicide and spur righteousness Do you even know? Please tell me if you do Can you lend me a helping hand? With no show of shame I am a lamb in the faith, can you milk me the word? With kindness, gentility and sincerity As I have not yet acquired the desire of a sheep Give me hope when I lost it Urge me on, when I slipped I need a total support when I lost to sin through temptations I'm not asking you to pity me Neither I'm I asking you play with me All I need you to do is to Pray For Me In the silence of your heart Pray For Me In the darkest hour of the night Pray For Me. Olateju Rildwan. Writer.