Chaos of My Soul

We are created in His image
Born into a world of chaos
A world where we expect damage
And the devil tries to make us one of his lost

We are exposed to the choice of wrong and right
Our pride pushes us to the wrong
Here is where our soul begins its fight
And we start to choose where we belong

Choosing wrong always seems so easy
The numbing and pleasure that it brings
But at the end we always feel sleazy
As if we are controlled like a puppet on strings

This causes chaos in my soul
Many times, worthless is the feeling
Never wanting to take my head out the hole
Not realizing His offer of divine healing

My battle cry is screams of being torn
How many times will You forgive me?
Oh, My son, with Me you can transform
With Me, from chaos you can be free

My flesh desires to be in the wrong
These choices are what it was fed
The clawing to keep me is strong
But Jesus says, this is why I bled

To free you from this stronghold
Though chaos is what you know
I give you freedom, not parole
You are a new creation, no longer old

Come to Me as you are
This is a promise that will never change
Your wounds will heal, but you will still see the scar
Choosing Me is worth the exchange

You are My beloved before you were created
Chaos may bother your soul
But your sonship to Me can never be debated
I am your protector, the Lion on patrol