Mr. Trash Man by Michael Omartian, Stormie Omartian

The Builder by Michael Omartian, Stormie Omartian

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Mr. Trash Man
by Michael Omartian, Stormie Omartian

Album: The Builder

See Mr. Trash Man,
I just cleaned out my heart.
Don't know if it's over,
But at least it's a start.

Jesus said if I would come to Him,
He'd take my past and I could start all over again.
Start again.
But there were things I had carried around,
It was up to me to come to him and lay them down.
Gonna lay them down.

So Mr. Trash Man,
I'm glad you came today.
I've got a selection,
Of things I'm throwing away.

Into the trashcan, a barrel full of pride.
A sack of self pity, a bag of blues on the side.

Jesus said if you will come to Him,
He'd take your past and you can start all over again,
Start again.
But if there's "junk," that you been carryin' around,
It's up to you to come to Him and lay it down.
You gotta lay it down.

Oh Mr. Trash Man,
I'm glad you came today.
I've got a selection,
Of things I'm throwing away.

See Mr. Trash Man,
Behind that box of fears,
An injustice collection,
Collected over the years.

Mr. Trash Man, can you see how I've been loaded down.
Love has had no room to move around.
Do you see that bitterness and sorrow by the door?
I think I've outgrown it,
I doesn't fit any more.

Oh Mr. Trash Man,
I'm glad you came today.
I've got a selection,
Of things I'm throwing away.

Wait Mr. Trash Man,
As long as I've been freed,
Here's a stack of old memories,
The kind that no one would need.