©Jackson/Feuerstein 2006

THE FLESH IS WEAK BUT THE SPIRIT IS STRONG
SPIRIT IS STRONG LORD THE SPIRIT IS STRONG
THE FLESH IS WEAK BUT THE SPIRIT IS STRONG
OH LORD GIVE ME STRENGTH TO CARRY ON

MY BONES ARE OLD MY BODY IS FRAIL
I'M NOT THE MAN I USED TO BE
I FEEL THE COLD FATHER TIME IS ON MY TRAIL
BENEATH THE RUST AND DUST THERE'S STILL SOME MILEAGE LEFT IN ME

THE FLESH IS WEAK ...

I AIN'T NO SAINT NOR A SINNER JUST A MAN
WHO'S TEMPTED LIKE ADAM AND EVE
IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN WHERE THAT APPLE WAS EATEN
I MUST ADMIT THERE'S QUITE A BIT THAT'S SHAKEN MY BELIEF

THE FLESH IS WEAK ...

OH SHOW ME LORD THE WAY TO YOUR DOOR
OPEN UP AND LET ME IN
BUT LEAVE THE KEY UNDER THE DOOR MAT IF YOU PLEASE
GIVE ME TIME SO I CAN TRY TO NOTCH UP ONE MORE SIN

THE FLESH IS WEAK ...