Father, help me forget my past
Help me move forward with my life
The memories are strong and full of hate
I am here my son
The past has no grip on you
I have shattered the chains that held you down
Satan’s pull is so strong, Lord
His voice is in my head
Telling me I am nothing
Oh, my son you are so much more
Don’t listen to his lies
My voice holds the truth of your life
Father, I can hear you
I will leave my pain with you
I will leave it at the cross
My son was sent for you
A world of pain He took away
By leaving it at the Cross
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