Sins Like Mist

Though they’re many, those sins of mine,

He scattered them like mist
That melts away with morning’s sun
Until they don’t exist.
 
And, like the inlet cleared of mist,
My soul floods with His light.
For He has swept my sins away
And made my grey world bright.
 
Isaiah 44:22
I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you.