I have been drinking from a well of treacherous honey

Smooth as oil, as bitter as gall

A double edged sword that will twist inside me

I have been bathing in quicksand

Enjoying its perfidious warmth

Ignoring my inevitable descent

Jesus!

Rescue me from my demise!

Cure me of the poisonous honey I’ve been drinking

Pull me from the quicksand, give my weak legs strength to run far away

My ways are in full view of you Lord,

You examine my paths

Break me free of my snare, evict me from my bondage

Purify my heart

Clean me and make me new

Rescue me from myself

I desperately need you