A Poem: Whose Am I?

I once was a lost failure finding my way, here I am now found yet still failing today. Will I ever get back up with this negativity around, the mistakes of my past, my present won't let me get off the ground. A fight long ago started that I'm unable to finish, the sin nature within me, why can't I diminish. An uphill battle for the rest of my life, this fight I can't win filled with so much strife. Alas, I have a King, in whose court I do stand, who sent His Son to die for me on that cross as a Man. The war was won on that day, the ultimate sacrifice paid, in the tomb 2 days He remained, yet on the third He was Raised! I can now accept my imperfection, I need not get down, my identity is not in my failures, but in my King and His crown!