what are you?

What am I? A human, flawed and frail, Imperfect, while my Creator prevails. Upon this earth, I serve His name, To glorify and lift His acclaim. He breathed life into my mortal frame, To walk with Him, my eternal aim. From glory, He descended low, To liberate the captives, this I know. But what am I? A human soul, Not deserving of His mercy's role. Though He offered life, I chose demise, In His grace, my hope does rise. He extends His love, unwavering and true, Despite my failings, His grace renews. Fashioned for purpose, His plan prevails, What am I? A human, His story tells.