Shame

Shall I live my life in shame?
Shall I wallow in what's done?
Shall I let myself forget that
I'm forgiven and it's gone?

My life is now in flames,
Shall I leave it burning here?
Shall I sit among the ashes
As smoke rises in the air?

I am not bound by what is dead
Or chained, as in the past.
The scars remain, but guilt is gone.
The blood of Christ will last.