Walking down the street,
I am amazed at Your beauty,
Your artistic hand.
You painted such a pretty place
that we sinners have ruined.
Oh, Father, forgive us,
hear our plea of distress,
take mercy upon us
and save us from
this jail we are locked up in.
I see Your hand in my
pitiful life and
wish to cry...
How could You love me
after I nailed You to
that cross with my sin?
You, oh Jesus, are too
good to me,
gave me a wonderful life
and I take every blessing
for granted.
Jesus, help me to look at
things with new eyes,
eyes that behold
all Your faithfulness.