Shadows of the Past

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The shadows of my yesterdays

Still haunt me now and then,

Though I have long since turned away

From the darkness and sin.

 

I know that I am forgiven,

I’m restored and redeemed,

With blessings greater than my due,

More than I could have dreamed.

 

But sometimes, when I am alone,

The darkness reminds me

Of all that I did wrong before

My Savior set me free.

 

It whispers that I have not changed,

That my spirit’s still wild.

But then I hear My Savior’s voice

Call me His precious child.

 

I won’t let shadows of the past,

Taunt me with bitter shame,

For I have been redeemed, restored,

Forgiven in His name!