A Victim No More

Abba,
You pulled me from the pit of my despair, and placed me on solid ground. 
You declared me righteous and clothed me in dignity.
A victim no more. I am free.

You wept over me and washed me clean,
You took my pain and shame to the grave to never be felt again.
A victim no more. I am free.

You adopted me and we cannot be separated,
You called me daughter when I didn’t feel like one.
A victim no more. I am free.

You paid the price in my stead,
You engraved me on the palms of your hands. 
Why? Because of your reckless, unconditional love for me.
A victim no more. I am free.

You call me chosen, beautiful, loved,
treasured, wanted.
You are the God who sees me. 
Safe I am.
Significant I am.
A victim… no more. I am free.

26 September 2018