Prodigal ~ Myka Spoelma
I’m stuck in this hole that I dug on my own
Is this now my home?
I took to the road I went off on my own
Maybe I could go home?
But I’m just a sinful man
I don’t know where I am
I’m just a sinful man
I hate who I’ve become - and
I don’t deserve Your name
How could this room hold all my shame
I thought I was lost, I didn’t count the cost
But you saw me
You left your home, You ran down the road
And You found me
I’m just a sinful man
Father you know who I’ve been - can’t you see
I’m just a sinful man
Father how do you stand - to even look at me
No I don’t deserve your name
How could you say that you love me
All the same?
You gave me your robe, You held me close
Looked heavy into my soul just so I would know
I’m not just a broken man
I’m not a lost man - anymore
You say, “My son, give me your hand”
Am I really who you say?
Did you mean it when you said I could stay?
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