I am Coming Back Home to My Father!

Long I’ve been on my own

far from my Father’s home

Living a destitute life of wandering.

I’ve lived dissolutely

I am full of misery.

All my inheritance I’ve been squandering.

There have been many tears along with many fears

Since I wandered away from my Father.

I am a prodigal with a living abysmal

Since I wandered away from my Father.

What am I doing here? Stuck in want

without cheer

I am wasting away from my Father.

Back home all are well fed—everyone abounds in bread—

From the wealth in the house of my Father.

Though I went far abroad

sinned against man and God

I desire to return to my Father!

I am now coming home

nevermore again to roam.

I am coming back home to my Father!

Still a long way off

I look up—to my surprise—

There is my Father running to meet me!

Then on my neck he falls

and despite all my shortfalls

He starts to kiss me affectionately.

I regret all I’ve done; I’m an unworthy son

Yet my dear Father is full of mercy!

The best robe He gives me… a ring… sandals for my feet;

And He feeds me—I’m no longer hungry!

Oh what joy to be here! Back with my Father dear!

I am no longer far from my Father!

Father

how I love You!  And I know You love me too.

Here in Your house I will dwell forever!