Protectors use it for security
Keeping the wild from the family
Protection from the enemy
A friend to destiny
Hunters use it for food or sport
We can debate intentions and morality
But that is to be settled in court
Either way, effective despise its legality
A snare is a trap that stops progress
It drains all hope and keeps the captive enslaved
Slowly wraps using energy and stress
To tighten the rope; its grip on the prey
Sin is a snare set before you
It used desire and stress as it grew
A rope that wraps itself around your neck
To turn your travels into a shipwreck
Once insnared, the captive is helpless
For incapable to untighten the grip
As to its mechanism, our nature is useless.
Thus in need of His deliverance and fairness
To save us from sin and untie the grip
His desires is to render you shameless
