I
LIKE A PRODIGAL SON, I WANDERED FROM JESUS,
I TRADED MY ROBE, FOR A WORLDLY GOOD TIME.
SWEET PEACE FOR MY SOUL,
I NEVER COULD FIND, AND I GOT SO TIRED,
OF FEASTING AFTER THE SWAIN.
II
LIKE A SHEEP THAT WAS LOST, I WONDERED IN DARKNESS.
BUT THE SHEPHERD SOUGHT ME,
THROUGH THE HEAT AND THE COLD.
THE NINETY AND NINE HE LEFT IN THE FOLD.
TOO FIND THIS LOST SHEEP, THAT WAS SO HUNGRY AND COLD.
CHORUS
I BELIEVE I'LL GO HOME, AND EAT WITH MY FATHER,
THE TABLE IS SPREAD, THEIR WAITING FOR ME.
I SEE MY FATHER, COMING DOWN TO GREET ME.
I'M WILLING TO BE, JUST A SERVANT FOR THEE.