My Finger Was on the Trigger

My finger was on the trigger
I knew it wasn’t right
To give into my desires
To give up without a fight.

I could hear the quiet voice
of the One I call my King,
but when my desires began to rise
my flesh began to sing.

A verse that spoke deception
a chorus that walked the line
that ignored Who’s gone before
and gave up His life for mine.

I needed your strength to carry
my heart be lifted high
Your way is life abundant
thank God you heard my cry!

You helped me regain my focus
on what You see as true
Your life, love, hope and peace
my heart is joined to You.

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