When we sin, we trust Seduction’s black
Promise, biting into its crunchy red lie;
The fruit’s flesh is sugary sweet, but
Inside slither the worms of wickedness.
After taking the bite, we shudder in guilt,
Dropping the poison apple in fear;
Suddenly our souls are sick at heart, for
Like little Peters we have denied Jesus.
Lady of Love, ask the Lord to show us mercy,
For we admit that we’re just stupid people;
Quickly come to our aid, Morning Star,
That the Light of lights will save us.
Help us make quality time for daily prayer,
And to prioritize this in our everyday lives;
We need to know the necessity of prayer,
For through it we touch the finger of God.