Lead me not into temptationI have found it on my own
Your constant accusations
Turn my fleshy heart to stone
I’m a man of reputation
And a man of ill repute
I am constant complication
I am loud but I am mute
All your righteous indignation
Heaped upon me day by day
Is the perfect confirmation
You should go, and yet you stay
This is not an allegation
That’s a silly thing to say
It is not insinuation
Of your guilt in any way
This is only my frustration
My reaction to the guilt
The crack in the foundation
Of this house of cards I built
Lead me not into temptation
I am lost; just bring me round
To the Cross, to Thy Salvation
Plant my feet on Holy Ground