the hunger i have and the thirst i possess are naught if i bathe in this filth that feels like home actions of my hands passions of the heart all fade and rot if i m left here alone all things dead in me are cast aside and at the core i m made new but this wretched restless form will fight me every single step of the way the advocate sent for my aid renews revives and transforms with mercies new day by day i m sanctified in submission to his way i m washed in the blood that much is always true but the choices i make ant the actions i take serve to broaden of obstruct my view by the spirit we have the power to resist just as he has the power to forgive oh lord cleanse me cleanse me the advocate sent for my aid renews revives and transforms with mercies new day by day i m sanctified in submission to his way