son

I been waiting,
Rain or shine.
Praying, offering sacrifice,
hoping he comes home.

He has been gone so long,

I have heard of his life,
Lord, bring him home,
before the end of my life.

I see someone,
They are far away,
Is it my son,
coming my way.

I am running,
overjoyed,
by boy is home,
my heart is full.

Son, You are my beloved,
Child of my loin.
Please come in, partake,
You have made my heart, beat again.

Son, don:t talk,
Just let me look at you.
My servants have your bath,
Please just enjoy.

I have waited,
I look for you.
You are loved.
you were never far from my heart.


Jesus, is with us in our sin and turning away and wants nothing more then to welcome you back and to welcome you home when you turn back to him.