250122 The Past

 The Past

The past is over; I can't mend it
It's presence - why must I attend it
If I could just leave it behind
I know my present would be fine

Instead, I relive past mistakes 
But, oh, what heavy toll that takes
For that robs me of here and now
And I can't fix them anyhow 

I know it's Satan's evil scheme
To keep my thoughts caught in between 
The day I'm in and what is past
Lord, how long must this torment last

For, torture seems like what it is
It's certainly no way to live
To dwell on what's gone previously 
Why from the past, can't I break free

To think about what could have been
Is game that I can never win
Yet, one the devil plays with me
But, am I playing willingly

For, don't I have the choice to make
To dwell or not on past mistakes 
I can't prevent the thoughts that come
But, must I wallow in each one

This battle is one, spiritually
Thus, God's power's given to me
Must call upon it every time
That past thoughts try to grip my mind

Refuse to let past have its way
And rob me of joys for today
Through rearview mirror, shall not gaze
But to today; give God all praise

Though, to the past, my mind may go
Let it be where I learn and grow
For in my past, You too were there
And I was always in Your care

You've promised you've good plans for me
Lord, it's on You my gaze shall be
The past, the present, future time
For all eternity is thine

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