
Painted on the outside
I'm a colorful display
But, often I am empty
And should be thrown away
When I'm full I offer
Exactly what I claim
But the good inside gets lost
In the middle of the game
Having fallen on my knees
God has helped me stand
Salvation has brought new pop
To this soda can
If I fall into the wrong hands
My outside could get crushed
But though I sometimes stay pretty
My insides need washed
I can always be recycled
And I can be filled again
Jesus answer me
When I need forgiven