• Dear God, things aren't right between us
    and it's because I've sinned.
    I've done the things you knew I'd do
    over and over again.
    I broke your heart
    I made the scars
    I drove the nails in deep.
    I bow my head in shame and cry
    "Oh, Lord, forgive me please!"
    Then He looked up and saw me there
    standing in my shame.
    I heard his gentle voice softly
    calling out my name.
    "My child" he said and drew me close
    Erasing all my sin;
    "I've covered you with my own blood-
    and you are forgiven."