Do Not Be Ashamed

 Do not be ashamed, of the sins of the past..

When you succumbed, to pleasures made of glass.

Whilst you were lost, in the throngs of the flesh..

The fisher of men, prepared room in His mesh.

According to your need, your afflictions have died..

For the depth of your knowledge, is not the silence you cried.

Gone are the days, when you answered to lust..

For the tables have turned, to the God whom you trust.

When fables of lies, were the clothes you adored..

Divine intervention, was the cry and the roar.

The heart of your mother, with groanings of grace..

Became perseverance, to dress you with lace.

In the history of time, you were void of pure gold..

For your substance was hidden, and you were out in the cold.

Yet out of the ashes, the Lord stretched His hand..

To lead you to mercy, so by faith you could stand.

The darkness has past.. the morning is here..

Now pillars of triumph, are the pearls that you wear.

Heaven rejoices, for you have come home..

Let the earth be a witness, for you no longer roam.