Sunday, 25 January 2015

Sunday Songs | The Prodigal

Ah, here's the extremely tardy Sunday Songs post! :) 

This is another of my favourite songs, again by Sovereign Grace Music. The Prodigal tells of the great love of our Heavenly Father and how He will never forget us; He'll always be there ready to forgive us with arms held wide out.

The Prodigal


You held out Your arms, I walked away 
Insolent, I spurned Your face 
Squandering the gifts You gave to me 
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 


credits

from Sons & Daughters, released 01 August 2009 
By Meghan Baird and Ryan Baird 
© 2009 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP)




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