Though my heart is torn, it’s white again.
Though I sank to the depths of hell, you lifted me up.
Though I failed you again and again, you forgot it all.
And when my heart aches,
And my eyes flow with sorrow,
You wipe them dry and tell me,
“Beloved child, I would have come just for you.”
Isaiah 1: 18:
“Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.
Psalm 103: 12-13:
as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;