I gave You my life in my enlightenment
Of the stark contrast of our conditions
You were nothing but holy and I was tainted
From wicked thoughts that came to fruition

And as I fell upon my knees
As my soul was burning with conviction
You spoke this invitation to me:

Come and be reconciled
Restored to the innocence of a child
Though your sins be as scarlet
They can be white as snow

Well, today reminded me of that great hour
When You blanketed me in righteousness
And I saw how I had stained myself again
I had not guarded my heart from foolishness

And I yearned to be clean again
As my soul was burning with conviction
How wonderful that the invitation still stands

Come and be reconciled
Restored to the innocence of a child
Though your sins be as scarlet
They can be white as snow