Echoes From The Past Poem by JeanPhil Ninziza

Misdeeds of past echo loud today
Replays trouble I've made to bring,
Sorrow within, so deep it blocks Thy Way
Music is playing but heart unable to sing

Playing upon the strings of my guitar,
But still cannot soothe my heart truly
On cue, habits of old return with no regard,
Of Thy Spirit, oh God it's hurting my soul cruelly

Struggling and I'm troubled to an extent,
Close to insanity, I fade,
Into numbness, almost unable to repent,
But Jesus for me patiently awaits

He says; let go! you've been redeemed
And I took it to heart, deep within
Hope a-rises, 'cause my sins has been delet'd
Unbound and released from my wicked sins

Therefore I'm no longer mourning
His blood freed me from iniquity
No matter if echoes sound this morning,
My dwelling place is with Him in eternity