Temptation, like a trip-wire,
causes me to stumble.
And my situation becomes dire.
Oh the ways, my life, I do bungle
each and every day. Oh the mire
into which I bumble.
Why do I surrender
without much of a fight?
Defeated, myself I render
and upon my soul I place a blight
when I simply surrender
to temptation without a fight.
I ask myself when
will I pray for the strength
to defeat my own sin?
I ask, Lord, for strength
to resist this temptation.
Lord, I ask for strength.