The Spirit is willing - but the flesh is weak
If my tears were enough to pay the debt I owe
From weeping eyes in torrents they would flow
For I find my condition brings me to my knees
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
Too much like the sea, my spirit will not rest
A thousand storms are raging deep with my breast
Sweet peace like a river is all the cure I need
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
From weeping eyes in torrents they would flow
For I find my condition brings me to my knees
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
Too much like the sea, my spirit will not rest
A thousand storms are raging deep with my breast
Sweet peace like a river is all the cure I need
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
I turn my eyes and look within
To deeply grieve for all I see
Your love compels me to surrender
I lay my burdens at Your feet
Your feet
So I abandon my ambitions vain
And I take up Your cross
Oh, bless that sweet exchange
Never let me be moved from this divine retreat
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
To deeply grieve for all I see
Your love compels me to surrender
I lay my burdens at Your feet
Your feet
So I abandon my ambitions vain
And I take up Your cross
Oh, bless that sweet exchange
Never let me be moved from this divine retreat
For the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak
Babbie Mason CCLI-1219552
