If you told me of your deepest sin
would you fear I’d despise you?
Will you trust me, let me in?
Do you think I don’t wish to know
everything about you?
Would the truth be such a blow?
Don’t you think I might suspect
the truth you think you’ve hidden?
You fear you’ll lose my respect,
that you’ll become the unforgiven.
From the deepest depths of hell
even you can crawl to earth.
I’m here to hear what you can tell
and to tell you of your worth.
There’s a way to wash the stain
out of your broken soul.
To seek redemption, heal the pain.
To make amends should be your goal.
Give me a chance to be the one
who can see that you have grown.
That you are more than your worst day
and you don’t have to be alone.
Some of us can see
when someone truly seeks redemption.
Who seeks it not for sympathy
but for truth and honesty.
Jan 23, 2024
Jan 23, 2024 at 11:41 PM UTC
If you told me of your deepest sin
would you fear I’d despise you?
Will you trust me, let me in?
Do you think I don’t wish to know
everything about you?
Would the truth be such a blow?
Don’t you think I might suspect
the truth you think you’ve hidden?
You fear you’ll lose my respect,
that you’ll become the unforgiven.
From the deepest depths of hell
even you can crawl to earth.
I’m here to hear what you can tell
and to tell you of your worth.
There’s a way to wash the stain
out of your broken soul.
To seek redemption, heal the pain.
To make amends should be your goal.
Give me a chance to be the one
who can see that you have grown.
That you are more than your worst day
and you don’t have to be alone.
Some of us can see
when someone truly seeks redemption.
Who seeks it not for sympathy
but for truth and honesty.
