Confession

I was obstinate
My neck, an iron tendon
My head was like a stone
I did what I wanted
Wretched, wretched, bound
Gagged and shackled
You give, You give life
I ignore it
Who would set me free from bondage, and put sin to death, put sin to death?
I have turned inward, and out to things created
I gave myself awayt to lies and things created
Bring me, bring me back, my Creator
Take me, Take me, Take me
Every second