As You Watch Over Me - Re-Posted

Lord, You 've watched over me always,

Through my youthful errors
Into the follies of old age,
With all its own terrors.
 
I know that I look back sometimes,
Ashamed of where I’ve been,
And of the life that I have lived,
So filled with pain and sin.
 
But You don’t seem to see those sins
As clearly as You see
The love and faith that I have learned,
The wiser, older me.
 
I thank You, Lord, that You give me
A grace beyond my due
And that I have learned to rejoice
Living within Your view.
 
Psalm 25:7
Do not remember the sins of my youth and my rebellious ways; according to your love remember me, for you, Lord, are good.