The Face of Shame
Why do I still feel this way?
This sadness does not go away
Many years have passed, but I still
Sit crying by the window sill
I felt used for another's lust
She was one who broke my trust
I hold no anger towards her
But feelings of hurt still lingers
I feel dirty and unworthy
Shameful passions stir within me
I feel guilty and worthless
Within me lies no goodness
Does shame have a face, I wonder?
Does it point an accusing finger?
Where can I hide from disgrace?
In the arms of God's loving grace!
It's in the cross I find hope
I cling to Christ, my sturdy rope
He hung on the cross in shame
He has given me a new name
There will be a day without tears
A day when I'm free from all fears
God will guide me safely home
In Him, I'm never alone
Copyright © Joanne Liaw | Year Posted 2017
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