By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

All the promises I’ve broken,
All the foolish things I’ve done;
All the sins that I’ve committed,
God has pardoned every one.

Things I’ll do in my tomorrow,
Things I’ll do in yet today;
Many things far less than holy,
Yet God loves me anyway.

God will never ever leave me,
And He never will forsake;
What He’s promised to this child,
That’s so laden with mistake.

He is merciful and loving,
He is kindness through and through;
His anger but a moment,
God remaineth ever true.

So I stop and I consider,
What the Lord has done for me;
I’m humbled and I marvel,
At His generosity.

For He took a scarlet sinner,
And He touched a vile hand;
And He holds and tightly grasps it,
Making me to understand:

There is nothing, there is no one,
That can take away or claim;
The inheritance allotted,
And apportioned to my name.

Every sin has been atoned for,
Every secret brought to light;
I am pardoned and forgiven,
Scarlet red …. to holy white.

"Come now and let us reason together,"
Says the Lord,
"Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow;
Though they are red like crimson, 
They shall be as wool."
Isaiah 1:18