David M. Bradshaw - The Prodigal Sons

The story is told of the prodigal son
Who left Father's love in search of fun
After reckless living in a distant land
Empty of all his father placed in his hand

Stripped of his dignity he decides to come home
Hoping to regain Father's forgiveness and shalom
As he approaches Father to his total surprise
He sees only compassion deep within his eyes

He said, bring the best robe, sandals and ring
My lost son is now found, come, let us all sing
Come one and all gather, for a great feast
Let us now celebrate, my joy is complete

From self-hood to son-ship, the Father is good
The journey of each child to reach manhood
From self-hood to son-ship, the Father is good
His great love the prodigal now understood

Meanwhile, the elder brother's anger burned
resentment grew, away from Father he turned
He said what have you ever given to me
For these many years I have served thee

Father now showed mercy to his other son
You are always with me, we are as one
Beloved everything I have is for you
As I have, forgive your brother too

Come sons and daughters into Father's arms
A loving embrace, free of malice or harm
Join Father's feast at his banquet table
Claim your place, He's made you able

Come home, wayward children, come home
Be welcomed with joy my child, come home
Father offers peace for each restless heart
Receive His love, it's yours from the start

From self-hood to son-ship, now to father-hood
The journey of each life, is destined for good
From self-hood to son-ship, now to father-hood
God's love for both prodigals is now understood

Written by:
David Bradshaw

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