Temptation gnaws at my soul
It worms its way through my defenses
Confusing my senses, bamboozling my thoughts
Until up is down and right is wrong
But worst of all…
Wrong has become right

Somewhere inside a voice is screaming
Telling me to turn back before it’s too late
But a stronger, more seductive voice
Whispers, “It’s too late”

My self-loathing and hatred
Is matched only by a longing
For that which I cannot…
Should not…
Have

The voice feeds on my hatred
Assuring me that it isn’t wrong
Yet also reminding me
That I couldn’t make it any worse
I cannot hate myself more
Even should I choose the path of darkness

But it is a path I must not follow
For it only leads to misery and pain
I have been there before
Many times before
And while pleasure is found
It is temporary
The suffering it brings lasts forever

God give me strength to resist my curse
To turn my back on myself,
My desires, my needs
To plunge my heart into Your word
To wash my soul in Your cleansing flow
To let You guide me, as a little lamb
To live my life solely for You
Give me the strength to banish the snake
Whispering silky words to my heart
Help me to overcome my weakness
To utterly reject my temptation