Temperance (Self Control)

She looks so good
She looks so fine
In designer jeans
To my eyes, like wine

But that don’t play
Gotta look away
For the Spirit says
Crucify your flesh

And...

Bring it under control
Self-control
Bring it under control
Self-control
Oh, get a hold of your soul...

Self-control!

A chocolate cake
Ice cream on top
my belly’s full
(but) I don’t wanna stop

But i can’t be
(a) slave to gluttony
Here, the Spirit lives ^{[1st Corinthians 6:19]}
i’m completely His

So...

Bring it under control
Self-control
Bring it under control
Self-control
Oh, get a hold of your soul...

Self-control!

Oh, where there’s self control
There’s no law... No shame ^{[Galatians 5:23]}
I’ll take authority
In my Jesus’ name!

He makes me mad
Enough to spit
poisoned, venom words
i could throw a fit

But that is sin
Gotta reel it in
Bless his soul, instead
Hot coals on his head ^{[Romans 12:20]}

Yes!

Bring it under control
Self-control
Bring it under control
Self-control
Oh, get a hold of your soul...

Self-control!

From “Song from the Pen of the Ready Writer.”