Can anybody me review/revise my poems first draft? ?

firm resolve alone is what i thought was needful to conquer my foul language but a cuss word would effortlessly bounce off my lips, leaving me once again defeated. i vowed i wouldn’t do those immoral acts anymore until temptation wrestled me into stunned submission. the day came when i recognized my faults were really sins. the fig leaves of my self-sufficiency were replaced with amazing grace the day that i repented and was gloriously filled with his spirit. as i spoke with other tongues, i was filled with incredible joy and an overcoming power, something inconceivably bigger than myself.