Mirror Poem by Royston Nella

I looked into the mirror today
and I just did not know what to say.
For the person looking back at me
was the man I had turned out to be.

It was God's word I had looked into
and I was not sure what I should do.
Then, "Come to me", I heard Jesus say
so to the cross I went straight away.

For sin had so disfigured my soul
and I needed Him to make me whole.
It required a miracle of grace
to remove all my sinful disgrace.

As I stood there feeling all my shame
I saw that He had taken the blame.
And His shed blood made me feel so clean.
The cleanest that I had ever been.

Yet I still sin in my stubborn pride.
‘Though His arms are there open so wide.
I'm so reluctant and always delay
to gaze into that mirror each day.