There's a silent war that's raging deep within me

My lower nature fights to dominate

My spirit man is poised and locked in battle

With the carnal side of me I've grown to hate.



The trumpet of my prayers plays toward Heaven

A voice of desperation in my cry

Lord, strengthen me that I might not yield myself to sin

But keep Your righteous banner lifted high.



Lord, I hunger for holiness

And I thirst for the righteousness that's Yours

That my mind would be cleansed

And my spirit renewed

And this temple that You dwell in would be pure.



The tempter stalks about me as a lion

Searching for the slightest scent of blood

For when the skin of my resistance is broken

He moves in swiftly to deepen the cut.



Oh, Lord of all Creation, hear Your servant

You understand the weaknesses of man.

I'm counting myself crucified with Jesus

Alive to Christ and dead indeed to sin.



Lord, I hunger for holiness

And I thirst for the righteousness that's Yours

That my mind would be cleansed

And my spirit renewed

And this temple that You dwell in would be pure.