My Past is My Past

I was the vilest of creatures,
by His blood washed clean.
Now my past is forgotten,
my spirit is serene.

 Like the harlot at the water well,
my heart was laid bare.
Now Satan cannot harm me,
I’m free from his snare.

 It does not matter what I’ve done,
but what I’m doing now.
I’ll never be apart from Him,
that is Yeshua’s vow.

 © Peggy McIlveene
August 8, 2002