Going Home

I've lived in a manner I shouldn't have lived, And squandered all my father had to give. Feeding pigs in a distant land! Will I ever again dine at my father's right hand? I'm going home! His father saw him afar off; ran to him; hugged and kissed him, And made a joyous feast to celebrate! I've lived the Life I was sent to live. By My obedience, I could save and forgive! Perhaps most people would say My cause is lost, 'Cause ahead of Me looms the Cross! But I'm going Home! His Father saw Him afar off;ran to Him;hugged and kissed Him, And made a joyous feast to Celebrate! I've lived a live for self alone, Searching in vain for some way to atone! Now, because of the sacrifice Jesus has made, God marked my sin-debt fully paid! So I'm going home! His Father saw him afar off;ran to him;hugged and kissed him, And made a joyous feast to celebrate! Charlie Pelota HSLP March 2002