I still can’t fully understand
That when I asked Him in
He should choose to spend His time
Sorting through my sin
Surely it was rather grim
Without the aid of gloves
Sweeping up the mess of me
That shows He is love.

He must have done a proper job
I’m feeling so much cleaner
Bloated with my excess sin
I’m looking so much leaner
If you let Him in your rooms
That you’ve kept locked for years
He will lighten all your dark
And dry your bitter tears.


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