IMPOTENCE

[verseode]

               

         You give us gifts that we can use
         To reach the lost and good
         If we use them, with Your help
         We'll set alight the wood
         That's dampened by the apathy
         And satan's crafty wiles
         No wonder we're impotent
         And miss the mark by miles.

         If only we would realise
         That he has lost the plot
         Everything we'll ever need
         We have already got
         For Jesus lives within us
         His Spirit gives us power
         To overthrow the prince of death
         Stand firm, no need to cower.