Still in desire to sins of my past
With the actions far gone
But the intentions stead fast
Freed my body from Egypt
Yet my soul still remained
Imprisoned by vices
That keep me enslaved
To wander this desert
For forty plus years
With nothing to show for but
Shackles of fear
And thoughts just to make me
Stray further from You
and further from light
and far further from truth
No longer well worth it
This well splits apart
With troubles that fill up
My dryness of heart
Please stop me from feeding this
Demonic brute
Dig deep down my heart
Lord
And go after the root
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