When I feel like I am trash

You say I am a treasure

Beautiful and awesome

Since on the cross my past is over

When I’m guilty like a criminal

You say I am Your child

Precious and wholesome

Since in Your loving hands I am held

When my heart is like a night

You say I am Your sunlight

Pleasing and charming

Since through Your blood my sin’s white

What a wonderful counselor

What a wonderful comforter

Have mercy on me day and night

As you know Your child is weak