Father, I have sinned
Of pardon I have need.
Will you take me in?
Will you let me feed?

Will you give me shelter?
Upon you let me gaze?
To help me this storm weather,
Lord, everything's a haze.

I know no longer where I am
Or what I need to do.
Biting pain now filling me,
Father, see me through.

If this pain continues
On my poor strength alone,
Without you to support me
For sin I can't atone.

It was my sin
That caused this breach,
To mend it Lord,
Will you me teach?

"Yes", is the answer.
For you sent your son.
Through his dying for me,
This battle was won.