Our past tries to haunt us in the most unusual and unexpected ways,
It knocks and knocks then just marches in and wants to stay,
We keep the door locked, chained and bolted in an effort to keep it all out,
But it wanders round and round ‘til it finds a way in and says “Here I am” with a shout,
Heartache and pain, tears and sobs do little to make it retreat,
But call upon the name of the Lord God Almighty and watch it cower in defeat.
Keep your eyes upon Jesus, walk in faith and keep believing upon our Heavenly Delight,
Then watch as His perfect love makes everything work out all right.
