"You are my strength, strength like no other. Reaches to me"

Pleasing to You

Sanctify me, clean out my closet
Take away anything that is not pleasing to You
Purify me
Destroy all my anger
Wash away everything that is not pleasing to You

I will be white as snow
I will be pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You
I give my life, my all
Taking the cross
I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
That i'm pleasing to You

Sanctify me
You are the light to guide me
To the place where I am,
Only pleasing to You
Oh come and purify me Lord
So that the darkness leaves
And i can be pleasing to You

Come make me white as snow
Lord make me pure as gold
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You
I give my life my all
Taking the cross I will follow
Jesus my heart must know
I'm pleasing to You


I would say, that in every generation. there will be those same temptations. The lust of the eyes, the lust of the flesh and the pride of man. I used to think that the world then, eras before would have been more pure.
More sanctified than the era that we're living in now.
It has always been there.
It's just out in the open now.
You see it everywhere. What used to be done behind close doors , in secret
It's all out in the open, for all to know and for all to see
Maybe, it has become far more worse.
But it has been written about in the old testaments. Spanning thousand and thousand of years.
The desires of the world has been the same and will always be the same.
It will continue slamming on your face.

So how do we turn away
How do we set ourselves apart
In a place where sadly, moral values and standards are falling apart
Where God's standards are not thought about
Where no one gives a care on how it was first made to be
How God had fashioned it, intended it

It has become the usual, the norm
Everybody is doing it, you say
So why can't I too?
But let us not falter, let us not be decieved
There are some things that should not be played with
Some things are not meant to be experimented on
Some things that was intended to be beautiful should not be made ugly.

Do we want love or do we want lust?
Do we want a soul, a spirit so pure, or a life filled with filth and guilt
Do we want to hold our head up high, or hang it down in shame?
Do we want to please God's heart, or follow Satan's decietful claim?
I struggle, it's a war within me
Very much in a time that no longer holds moral standards high and dear
What they show on television
A silent monster, a ravenous spirit
Gleeming, a wry smile on it's charcoal black lips
Slowly engulfing the viewer's spirit into its sin
No wonder they say to "be careful of what you see and what you hear"
This knowledge that our minds are not able to handle
That such a passion between a man and a woman
Should be kept
Should be holy
What is holy they say
Do we need it they laugh
Just like in the book of Proverbs
The foolish chooses to be blind to wisdom
Although wisdom is what we really need
So Lord, I choose You
I choose to please Your heart
I choose to be pure
Because of Your grace now I can be as white as snow
This battle can be won,
But only with You and by You.