Don't ask about my past
I don't live there anymore
With God my life to bless
I got a new address.
All hurts are now erased
Of fears there is no trace
Each day I am amazed
How great His loving Grace!
this poem is so true and i like it. no other poem has ever described how the past matters to the present. and here God is really helping us create a lovely present! Love this poem :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have been washed in the blood, and you love it. Great write Cynthia.