To sin, the choice,
This I have made.
Sin is a choice
And to this I do.
Of ignorance comes,
the transgression.
But this sin,
I must choose.
Of foreknowledge, And desire.
I have chosen this, Sin,
for so long. A pattern it is,
And I know no other.
Other sinners, Must I seek.
Like two drunks, In an A.A. meeting.
Will Bill and Bob, Help me to change.
To sin no more, A day at a time.
Then is this, the church real,
This then The Body of Christ.
Sinners in a great AA meeting.
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