Memories for Him Won

Through Mary come and purify my past–
Those mem’ries are so distant yet so now–
And o’er me shadows long their dark still cast
To lead me to that serpent, once more bow.

Come, Second Adam, crush that serpent’s head
In me where he has lodged in one dark night,
And raise in me Yourself to kill the dread
That sinful mem’ries are a perm’nent blight.

Make kairos time arise in me anew,
That Resurrection darkness will dispel;
Reveal again those mem’ries are of You,
Not shadows but are real, your truth to tell.

Come, Spirit, from our Father through the Son;
Bring Mary’s light in mem’ries for Him won.