The Lost Son (Luke 15) Lyrics

Can't believe it

Didn't deserve it

Or earn it

Or work for it

I'm certain

Sin forgiven

Cause he died up on the cross

Rose Sunday

My mind transformed

I'm yours

Called in all sorts

For his cause

It's all yours

Don't hit pause

There's more Lord

I need ya

The world needs the risen Lord because

I'm sore from all

This world's poor form

It's torn

Son came back

When the world left him lying high and dry

Life sapped

Money out

Friends out

Fun's out

Shame in

Blame's in

Stuck in sin

Till he

Remembered his dad

The love he had

Well surely he'd take him back

As a farm hand

He plans the sad trip back

Making tracks

Road's been hard

Heart fills

But over the hill

Dad's waiting

Tears spill

Dad's running

He's beating his heart

Dad's coming

He's caught in his arms

Eyes flooding

Cuz there's nothing

Not something

Dad won't forgive

And then something

Because he's loving

Comes running

Bringing us back

Lost running

So stop running

Start trusting

Start loving

Start living in the light of his grace