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Prodigal- My Spokenword

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 I was raised in a normal View
In a setting transgressions use
Ordinances sacrifice I one day found Christ Jesus
Right doesn't always mean righteousness and Consciousness doesn't always means awareness
Looking through physical teared fear heart cries Misunderstandings rebuke lies 
Where is my salvation soul cries
Hope ever so up and then where is my salvation
Trusting receiving believing seeing 

am I a Prodigal son 
And within Him where do I belong
 I went away for a season 
Without a valid reason 
Now I've turned around I've gone home 

For it's only in him my Redemption 
Lord I'm coming back home 
I'm so sorry that I roamed 
Been breathing hard, instead of soft 
You've been showing me the way
 But yet I went lost 
Yet I still I'm looking still 
You're walking with me 
Yet I'm standing still 
I see what I see through my mine physical mine
Help Me  Father see through my spiritual eyes 
Yet I spiritually blinded 
Father operate on me Steady My Hands Quicken me 
I'm back home no longer  stranded
Quicken me Guide Me renew my mind grant me
 a little more time give me more of you 
This is beyond personable 
In your truth redeem the time 
Help me find my Righteous Mind

I am the prodigal
And it's within you where I belong
I went away for a season seize for no valid reason
No I've turned around and came back home

Daddy I am HOME







11/16/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2o22 (c)

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