I know who I was
You said I am the apple of Your eye
I know I am
A perfect imperfection
I know where I went
You said I will live in ideal Heaven
I know I am
An imperfect perfection
I know what I did
You said I am washed white as snow
I know I am
An innocent sinner
I know all these gains
Is from Your pains
The desperate prayer in Gethsemane
The last cry on the bloodstained cross
Became my blessings
Comfort me when I cry