The past is gone,
can’t bring it back
for our mistakes . .
we musn’t keep track.
For we all error,
slip-up and fumble
we all teeter
stagger and stumble.
The past is over,
it we must forget
and give to God
all that we regret.
For we’re all broken,
chipped and marred
we’re all injured
damaged and scarred.
The past is history,
only one thing to do
is Lord to keep on . . .
pressing into You!
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Brethren, I count not myself
to have apprehended: but this
one thing I do, forgetting
those things which are behind,
and reaching forth unto those
things which are before
King James Version
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Copyright 2020
Deborah Ann Belka