I wish at times I was perfect, at times I try to be

Then imperfection, seems to get ahold of me

I catch myself not living up to my best

Putting myself in my own little mess

Not living fully to the person, I should be

Somehow sin gets the best of me

I am only human myself I tell

Like a crutch, so I shouldn’t dwell

Though there is some truth to this

In that excuse I know the point is missed

That though I am a sinner, I mustn’t give in

To the plague called sin

Though when I mess up, I know it is He who forgives

So, I can my best give

When I walk with Him, it is this I find

He helps me be the person He had in mind

I wish at times I was perfect, though here I cannot be

Though I have God, who saves a sinner such as me

Erin Fitts-Brower

A sinner like me

1 John 1:9 NIV

 If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.