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Thru The Window of My Soul
by Deborah Ann Belka Thru the window of my soul, God looks inside and sees the wickedness of my heart and it takes me to my knees. I fall upon the ground, and weep from my disgrace and from His searching eyes I try to hide my face. Though ~ I have repented, and confessed all my sin I can't help but feel the pain I've caused Him ~ deep within. I lift myself back up, my soul is still downcast and He reminds me that . . . He's forgiven me from my past. Thru the window of my soul, God sees my sins no more for He has cast them all out so my heart He can restore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isaiah 38:17 King James Version "Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back." Copyright 2019 Deborah Ann Belka [email protected] www.hiswingsshadow.com http://poetrybydeborahann.wordpress.com/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY! Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |