This world is grinding me down The faith I've got seems so thin
I know exactly how I want to live, but I crumble so fast
There's no discipline!
My weakness is my downfall, but I only got myself to blame
So two-faced and hypocritical, am I worthy to bear Your name
This Struggle I embrace Strength to run the human race
Christ is worth twice the pain of life against the grain
Forgetting what is behind, we press on toward the goal
Striving for what's ahead, we take hold of this Struggle
I think about how He suffered
And how His sweat was like drops of blood
Then I see how quickly I'm broken, and how fast I lose my faith in the flood
of dissipation, temptation, frustration, I fall on my knees
This pitiful celebration of self, its got to cease!
how many times have I walked this ground
with repentance on my lips
God how long will You strive with my selfishness?
how many times have I turned my back
to fill my heart with nothing
Father, You never forsake me, You gave Your life, I'll do the same
We Struggle on!
FORGET - what is behind
PRESS ON - toward the goal
STRIVE - for what's ahead
We take hold - OF THIS Struggle!
The pride and the greed, the selfish sense of need,
the anger unjustified, and self-righteous conceit
The pitiful self-indulgence, the lack of self-control,
the self centered motives, and the trip of the ego
It's time to rise, confront, and crucify
It's time I start to live, it's time "I" finally died
See, self is the thing, you've got to kill for the King,
there ain't room for the two within you That's the truth
Day in, day out, the sun rises and sets
Pages turn in the life of ours, and we can't count the regrets
Given free will to chose the path of Life, or to wallow in our failure
From this point we'll Struggle on,
and never take our eyes from the Father