Tuesday, July 16, 2019

MY BROKEN PAST

The wounds are deep that trouble me
At times seem more than I can bear
The broken pieces of my past
Still haunt & tempt me to despair!

Why did the Light that marked my path
So quickly change to gripping fears?
Why does God's peace that gave me rest
Now fill my eyes with blinding tears?

The trap that caught me by surprise
Had blinded my own reasoning
And helplessly I tried in vain
Yet guilt kept me on sinning.

But then I took the Warrior's Sword
And in the Power of Jesus' Name
I stood upon the Rock of Faith
As Satan slithered out in shame!

So now I stand in Christ alone
His blood has freed me from all sin
The Victor's banner from the Cross
Waves high in praise to Christ my King!
B. Pent

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