Samson’s Song (and mine)
I have wondered how I could have blundered Into this world of Philistine corruption. I carelessly wandered, my strength then I squandered And fell into an obvious seduction. The idols remind me that I let them blind me With my own acceptance of evil. Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon. I look ’round me, corruptions astound me, Yet all are my own toys and treasures. It was senseless, yet I chose the temptress Who taught me to worship my own pleasures. My strength to resist no longer exists I have sold it for a vain self-indulgence. Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon. [Instrumental] I was warned, yet I quickly conformed To a culture that murders its own children. Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon. Lord, I should fight with this Philistine nightmare, Yet I yield to its ruthless insistence. Lord, don’t abandon me; come again and stand in me, Resurrect my strength of resistance. My hands on the pillars, Lord, give me the will here To pull down this temple upon myself. Ah… I dwell in the temple of Dagon.