Prodigal

I know now this is the only place for me

I'm home now, Abba

Thank you, thank you, thank you

For waiting and watching out on the road for me

Thank you, Lord, for coming to my rescue

I'll spend forever searching for the way to say it

The depth of all that's for you in my heart

My God, my Father, words can never tell it

Yet still you have laid the finest fare

I despised your heart to hold and bless me

I'm the one who threw it all away

When I am the one who wandered?

He's gone and killed the fatted calf for me

How can it be Lord?

The servants bustling gaily at their work

I smell the aroma: the finest of the herd

Sizzling fat fills the air with anticipation

A table set, a sumptuous feast before me

He comes to dress me in his finest clothes

But here he comes with robe and ring awaiting

Hoping for the chance to come back home

A weary threadbare traveler from the pig trough