It’s all out there and in here too.
The pain, confusion, and anxiety.
What is a person to do,
who lags in the virtue of piety.
It must be given to One
much more powerful than I,
And so I have done,
But not quite, so that’s a lie…
I take back what I have given,
And suffer it all over again,
Though I’ve been forgiven,
Such is the haunting of sin.
How could I have ever done these things;
Is what the too proud conscience sings.