You are gold – never dull, You shine like the sun.
But I am silver – I become tarnished by sin.
When asked, You polish me with Your
Blood red cloth so that I reflect You again.
You are a diamond – hardest substance known;
You, Lord, dazzle me with Your brilliance.
I am an uncut stone – shave the worldly lure
From my soul, cut me into Your likeness!