Prodigal
What have I become?
I'm ruined by your love and grace.
You took me, head bowed in despair
And lifted up my face.
Can it all be true?
All that heaven has to impart.
Is taken, wrapped and handed down
To an undeserving heart.
So I will run into your arms
Run into your arms
The prodigal returns
To the father's heart that yearns
Welcomed and safe from harm
So can this be grace?
My slate has been wiped clean.
No trace of past wrongs on my sheet.
No dark stains to be seen.
Can this all be fair?
This favor is so undeserved.
For a life that turn away from you.
There's no punishment reserved.
So I will run into your arms
Run into your arms
The prodigal returns
To the father's heart that yearns
Welcomed and safe from harm
So can I know hope?
Can this life still be used?
The rescued becomes the rescuer.
No seeking heart refused.
So what is to come?
Not sent out on my own.
But you with me along each step
Till I hear my welcome home.
So I will run into your arms
Run into your arms
The prodigal returns
To the father's heart that yearns
Welcomed and safe from harm
