Sins

Lord; 
   I have sinned 
Here I am on the street
And I have sinned 
Here I am in the gutter
And I have sinned 
  In the cold
       On this concrete street
Under this cardboard box
I hear footsteps
     This man with a beard
   came upon me
Placed his arms around me
Held me 
    And he said
I am the Lord
   I am thy saviour 
And I wash away your sins