The Testimony

The hands I can still feel them on me... The persons that I screwed up in the midst of my idolatry And even though the punishment was taken from me.. I fail to see The reality That what's done is done I've given up the pornography And even though Jesus happy, He's pleased Satan my foe still ever lasting has it out for me.. He comes to me... In my dreams and in my sleep He waits for me... In the morning while I'm deep Caught up in my lack of sleep Running from these demons that are piling up in heaps Jesus keeps on saying 'I'm right here beside you' But Satan's on the other end saying, 'You think you ran but I have you.' So what's a girl to do? The first time shared my testimony I thought about the matrimony I'd never get to experience... Until God told me different... These days were many moons ago Today I know I'm free.. Because Christ Jesus died for me So I wouldn't have to stay in my iniquity Are you feelin' me? I'm not the only one He died for... He died for the porn addicts, the person who I was He died for all the prostitutes, and those who are addicted to drugs I can say I never tried that, But honestly beyond that.. No sin is greater than another No matter how much we try to hide it behind our perfect church girl cover It fails It fades So we try to run away and end up losing our way... No more.