The Accuser

Your past is what he uses as a weapon

With condemnation and accusation

And would always flaunt your mistakes

Before your mind eyes  to make you restless

He makes you feel you are the worst sinner

 A very terrible person and he is the winner

He uses your past to make you feel paralyzed

Stops you from moving forward, you’re demoralized

Your rest of mind and peace he steals

You try to put up a façade just to conceal

You carry a baggage of guilt and shame around

No matter who tries to help, there’s no turnaround

You are always in bondage and feel like a prisoner

That is what you are bound to get from the accuser

Why make futile the effort on the cross

Someone has paid the price on the cross

Your freedom has been purchased by Christ

Your mistakes paid with the most precious price

You’re from all your pasts and guilt redeemed

By a Savior who holds you in high esteem

No matter how far you’ve gone

 And no matter what you’ve done

His loving arms are widely open

To embrace you and never to reopen

That which you have done before

But to give you a new life, joy and more