I was crippled
Shriveled and sad
But you commanded me
Shook me off my sickbed
I picked up my mat and walked
I was dangerous
reckless and angry
Self destructive, at the tombs
But you showed me mercy
Clothed me and calmed me
I was made clean
I was born blind
and utterly sinful
but you opened my eyes
washed me clean
To glorify You
I was sick
Mentally ill
Heartbroken, still
But you called me daughter
Wrote in the dust
And sent me, forgiven
I was dead
wrapped in grave clothes
The one you loved
You wept in sadness
Then called my name
And walked me home
I was crucified
A thief next to you
miserable shame
I called your name
Remember me, Lord
Nothing to give
and still you forgive
dying, I Live