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
