Before My Very Eyes

I haven't seen it all but I've seen enough

Got some memories--Some I pray, one day, I'll forget

You wipe the vision clear and here it comes again

Try to hide your eyes 'cause you realize...it's sin

Charmers from the left and right

They fight for my attention

"Hey-Hey, mister...look over here"

I've declared my stand...no

I will set no evil thing before my eyes

Only good, only truth--Blind to all the lies

I know I could waiver, Lord

Sometimes I regress

So keep the light of holiness

Before my very eyes

Before my very eyes

On the city street--Writing on the walls

From the TV screen screamin' thoughts obscene

... It's everywhere

But I can rise above and not be overcome

Not by this foolishness

I can win this race I run

My ears are, pretty much, involuntary machines.

Within a give environment, my control of what goes in is limited

(unless I vacate the premises...probably not a bad idea sometimes).

But the eyes take in or ignore at my command.

I haven't seen it all... but I've seen enough!