Love Poem: I Shall Not Be Complete Nor Will I Be Content

I Shall Not Be Complete Nor Will I Be Content

I Shall Not Be Complete Nor Will I Be Content


I shall not be complete, nor will I become content.
I will only be complete at the end of my life, 
that had been given to me to live along with the strife.

Standing before and being with God to account for all of my sins.

Never shall I be content from the strife in life is a stake,
nor will I be satisfied with the drudge we need to take.
I don't ever want to be perfect in any way.

But in this world, we live for God's sake, 
it's too overbearing with the sin your tempted to take.
I'm trying to live the best way that I should win, 
even with tempting with its overbearing sins.

Taking the roads which are pleasing to you,
at least finding out who you are, for what you must do?

I undoubtedly cannot be that perfect buoyance
because it too would be the place of arrogance.

So everyone tries being all that they can be, indeed.

Speaking of its perfection, 
I say it exists only in Christ Jesus, my King.