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Philippians 3:3-4 New King James Version
3 For we are the circumcision, who worship God in the Spirit, rejoice in Christ Jesus, and have no confidence in the flesh, 4 though I also might have confidence in the flesh. If anyone else thinks he may have confidence in the flesh, I more so:
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Whatever happens to me seems like a fleeting thought
Happiness or sadness will linger on sometimes
They never stay a constant, for the flesh brings it to naught
Somewhere in time and space through the power of the mind
The mind will think to destroy the evil of the flesh
It must be done away with, but that is partially right
All the flesh needs to be processed and regressed
Not just the evil but also the good that rests inside
Righteousness of the flesh deeply belongs to this
It always keeps itself in the center of our being
It puffs up and depends as on outside nothing fits
It does not need anybody to manipulate its feeling
The flesh is confident, self-sufficient it seems to be
It speaks to itself and includes its every wish
And unless I die to it, things will never be
As the Lord has prepared me. It is just like this.
The flesh has no place to receive God’s instruction
It has no patience to wait on Him for truth and light
As long as it deems itself strong, it won’t tolerate friction
It will not depend on God for it thinks to be always right
Is the flesh merely instinct that rhymes self-preservation?
Is the flesh that same part that precludes the animal world?
Is that why the world is in love with its own destination
For all it knows and feels with no ears for truth unfurled
Jan Wienen