NEVER GO BACK WHERE OLD MAN LAY

I will never go back where the old man lay

though not so far behind.

if I look back  he will overcome me

he’s anxious to destroy.

He lurks in the dark cellar of my mind

I dare never go where the old man lay with thoughts long forgotten.

Bless the Keeper of the cellar door, he keeps me

as I draw nearer every day.

He reminds me of what waits ahead  beyond the glistening shore

now reconciled through Him, I’m new and trusting in His grace to see me through.

its that old man in the cellar that reminds me “that sin is sweet”.

But its the Cross that bids me and I’ll never go back, for fatal would that be.

With His loving arms around me the old man slowly fades away. [ for context Ephesians 4:20-32]