Excavation

Do You really see
All the things I’ve done?
Am I fully known
Or am I eclipsed by the Son?
Who am I
Apart from the good and bad I do?
If You created me
I suppose that You knew
(All the rust and all the dirt)
(All the sin and all the hurt)
(All the scars and callous skin)
(The malady I’m living in)
Who am I
When You strip away
The broken parts
That You will one day?
(All the rust and all the dirt)
(All the sin and all the hurt)
(Will burn away and wounds be healed)
(And who I am will be revealed)
Who am I
When You strip away
The broken parts
That You will one day?