The Prodigal Songtext
von Sovereign Grace Music

You held out Your arms, I walked away
Insolent, I spurned Your face
Squandering the gifts You gave to me
And holding close forbidden things
Destitute, a rebel still
A fool in all my pride
The world I once enjoyed is death to me
No joy, no hope, no life


Where now are the friends that I had bought?
Gone with every penny lost
What hope could there be for such as I
Sold out to a world of lies?
Oh, to see Your face again
It seems so distant now
Could it be that You would take me back
A servant in Your house?

You held out Your arms, I see them still
You never left, You never will
Running to embrace me, now I know
Your cords of love will always hold
Mercy′s robe, a ring of grace
Such favor undeserved
You sing over me and celebrate
The rebel now Your child