Sam Canvas
Member
The Me in You
You've worked your brain so hard
Your conscience leaked out through.
"I've sought the Lord about it,
"And this is what I'll do."
But what's that fruit on view?
Call it anything but sin—
I see the me in you.
You've worked your brain so hard
Your conscience leaked out through.
"I've sought the Lord about it,
"And this is what I'll do."
Necessity has forced a trip
With selfish slips and prayers amiss,
Steam-opened flesh out on a limb
Betrayed the Master with a kiss.
None dares to point the finger, With selfish slips and prayers amiss,
Steam-opened flesh out on a limb
Betrayed the Master with a kiss.
But what's that fruit on view?
Call it anything but sin—
I see the me in you.