Lord my god
Is it possible to be perfect?
To live holy without defect
Instead of
Falling over the same stone
Bruising that same scarred bone
When will I no longer walk sin prone?
It is easy to talk it out
But often a challenge to act it out
I know it is a process to achieve
An act of faith to believe
That you can make us holy
In fact, in act, in tact
So I embrace this holy race
In sober sober pace
I walk
I walk it
I walk it out
Walk it out
I often wonder when will be the last
When will this struggle be in my past
But alas it seems the same shadow is cast
Should I pray more should I fast
How can I stop my deliberate grasp
On things so illicit, so decrepit
Take the taste of it out of my mouth lord
Until it is legal and can be afford
Take the appetite of the night
Shed the beaming light of your presence
Word alive in my sight
So that I will walk right
To walk
To walk it
To walk it out
Walk it out