The glory we strive for is a smoldering candle. We’re all in self-destruct mode and we have no hope of self-rescue.
"If you, O LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand? But with you there is forgiveness, that you may be feared" (Psalm 130:3-4 ESV).
"Therefore my trust is in the Lord and not in mine own merit. On Him my soul shall rest, His Word upholds my fainting spirit. His promised mercy is my fort, my comfort, and my sweet support. I wait for it with patience" (Martin Luther).