Song of the forgiven
I am a prisoner set free
No man can wreck such havoc
It’s an orchestrated effort
that caused such pain in me
I will forgive you my offender
But The accuser of my soul
Is speaking in.your ear gates
Do you want to agree with hell
I know your inner person
Is beautiful and blessed
God gave you many talents
How can you use them best
It is my life’s mission
The work in my hand
Set right the wrong by setting you free
And blaming the accuser, enemy of my soul
Of what appears to be an attack on me
Is a trap for you to draw you in
To destroy the wonder of who you might be
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