Stray

I no longer tread the straight and narrow
And I must forget the rules
For I’ve broken them already
And cannot use them as tools

But by and by the Grace of God
Showers upon my sin
And though I’ve wasted half the day
He allows me again to begin

Should I keep on my stumbling path?
Or should I change my ways?
And what was it that God had asked
Of me during my earlier days?

Where was it that I went wrong?
Who is the culprit here?
Yet as I search, to my surprise
I find no offender near

So I dig deeper into me
And I am shocked to find
That the perpetrator all along
Was just my feeble mind

I was the one who set me up
And I had knocked me down
No wickeder plot could ever be used
No worse thing was found

So now I brush away the dust
Of my latest mistake
And peer down my crossroads
And decide which one I should take

It is unhealthy to be caught
In deceit, and lust and denial
And now that I can see myself
I see myself as vile

This is my one real truth
This is my last reproach
That everything I did to me
Had a truly carnal approach