why o wretched soul
do you turn this way and that
why o wretched heart
are pulled here and there
why o wretched flesh
are you seduced at every turn
why o wretched man
do you clamor for God whilst chasing satan

O, my soul
Turn toward what is right
O, my heart
Follow the Spirit of God
O, my flesh
Be not seduced by sin

I will clamor after God
I will seek after His face
I will pray for His will

I reject the death that is Satan
I reject the lie that is his word
I reject the empty promise that he makes

It is You, O God
That restores my soul
Renews my heart
And purifies my flesh

Praise the name of the Lord!
Praise the Lord on high!
Holy is the name of the Lord!
Worthy is He!
Worthy is He!

She is my pornography
A delicious pleasure
That cannot be
A forbidden passion
I am desparate to try
She unravels my will
And twists my fate
She infects my every thought
And dwells just beyond my reach

Here I am
A man alone
In a room of mirrors
Surrounded on every side
I see me
Reflected in the eyes
Of all around
Each a different set
Of expectations
Of hopes
and of dreams
You see a portion of me
A bit of who I am
A reflection of your history and hope
But I am Not
I am Not
A sum of your collected vision
I am not
No, I am not
A reflection of what you see in your eyes
I am myself
Whole and created
And So Much More
Than you see*

when the flag come down
and the curtain drops
i'm left standing alone
one gun in the hand
two in the chamber
one in my head
where is the remainder
black flag rises
curtain call at last
no one to mourn
my forgettable past

if
i
could
reach out and caress your soul

if
i
could
reach out and gently kiss your cheek

i looked into your eyes
and i could hardly catch my breath

i saw you for who you are
and i have never before seen such beauty

you
give
me
hope
that there could be a future

you
give
me
hope
that there may be a dawn