| Like the prodigal son I wandered in darkness
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| And I traded my life for a world of good time
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| No peace in my heart I ever could find
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| And I got so tired feeding after the swine
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| So I believe I’ll go home and eat with the Father
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| The table is spread and they’re waiting for me
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| I can see the Father coming out to greet me
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| «Lord I’m willing to be just a servant for Thee»
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| Like the prodigal son I wandered from Jesus
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| But the Good Shepherd saw through the heat and the cold
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| The ninety and nine He left in the fold
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| Just to find this lost sheep that was hungry and cold
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| So I believe I’ll go home and eat with the Father
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| The table is spread and they’re waiting for me
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| I can see the Father coming out to greet me
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| «Lord I’m willing to be just a servant for Thee»
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| So I believe I’ll go home and eat with the Father
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| The table is spread and they’re waiting for me
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| I can see the Father coming out to greet me
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| «Lord I’m willing to be just a servant for Thee» |