How Beautiful would I Be If They Could See My Sin?

If all that is hidden came to light
If all that is sinful was in plain sight
If all that was wounded was black and blue
If all of my secrets, everyone knew
If wishes were lashings
If thoughts became scars
If insecurities shone brightly, just like the stars
If fear starved my body
If hate made me fat
If worry greyed my hair, what would they think of that?
If jealousy grew fangs
If envy aged my skin
How beautiful would I be if they could see my sin?