Teach me of thy grace
O, Father
that I might know
thy Truth
and of thy love that I
might not wander
but stay within thy fold

You care not that I'm
dressed in filth
that my face is covered in dirt
the tracks of tears that flow
You tenderly erase

Gather me unto Yourself
Bury me into Your chest
Whisper
everything will be alright
Rest my child rest

For My grace does not see
your worn and dirty clothes
nor does the smell
of refuse turn Me
from the heart of the child
I Created

Though you choose to wander
and eat from garbage pits
live in decay and squander
all I have given unto you
I will not to turn My
heart from you

I know your condition
I see the lies you have been told
and though you choose them above
My Word
I will not let go of you

There is nothing you can do
to change My love
I only see the heart of the
child that came begging to My throne
~ the rest is white as snow ~

At the moment you received My Name;
I caused old things to pass away,
and behold, I have made all things new

Because of what I gave
You are accepted
no work is required
"It is finished."

"As the branch cannot bear fruit of
itself, except it abide in the vine;
no more can you, except if you
abide in Me."
You cannot earn my love

I am the source of all righteousness
which flows from Me through you
The more you abide
the more fruit you will bear

"Come unto Me all who are weary
and heavy laden, and I will give you rest
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me;
for I am meek and lowly in heart:
and You will find rest for your soul
For my yoke is easy,
and my burden is light."