All Worked Out

I once had stinking thinking
When my head was screwed on wrong
When I got drunk and high on drugs
I thought good things would come

For several years I wandered far
And messed up my own life
But then one day I thought a sec
And opened up my eyes

I couldn’t help but criticize
The mess I’d made so far
I quickly came to realize
That life was one big scar

So I gave my heart to Jesus
And He healed me inside out
Now I have a joy and peace
My life has all worked out

 

 

 

In response to the daily prompt Criticize

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