My old perspective:
I opened my eyes, filled with grief,
And raised my voice to join the chorus.
For the angels, by the throne of God,
Were mourning the birth of another useless life
And wailed in sorrow upon my deliverance.
For a sinful being was I, destined to grieve the Father
And fail, disappoint, all mankind.
My new perspective:
I opened my eyes in glee
Upon receiving my deliverance,
For I have been redeemed
By the precious blood of Jesus.
No longer will I mourn,
But rather join the angels’ chorus
Of everlasting praise.