Satan sends out reminders
Of how I used to be.
Doing it just to bring me down.
Instead, it adds strength to me.

I always tell Satan, "thank you ",
His reminders have me thrilled,
For my sins lie beneath the cross
Where Jesus' blood was spilled.

Jesus' mercy, love and grace,
Will always make me strong.
So Satan, go ahead, remind me of
All the things that I've done wrong.

Thank you, Lord, for hanging there,
Blood-soaked hands spiked to roughened wood,
When I'm reminded of my bad,
I will always see Your good.

So when Satan reminds you of your mistakes,
Remember your past, it has been waived
Through the precious blood of Jesus,
By His grace you have been saved.


B.G. Wetherby