An Experienced Outsider's Description of the Action Called Sin

Thence, preview all misguided deeds for prep,
Crying, "Lord, God" and throw down all your faith.
Bring forth the iron letting your soul lose grip,
Willful by moment, "Thrust the hand!" it saith.
Giving up, cause to plant it on the wraith,
By loss of sense forget that he sees all,
And find thy face in earth upon you crawl.

By Evan Gunn Wilson