Coming Home

Father, broken I return home
I’ve traded real adoration
For counterfeit realities
Father, I was very far-gone
Given into vain imaginations
Trapped into lies, lost in raging seas

I’m coming back
Father, I’m coming home
Your arms are wide, open to receive me
So I’m coming back
Father I’m coming home
I realize this is where I belong

Father, I still remember your voice
We used to sit around the table
Enjoying the love of our family

I’m coming back
Father, I’m coming home
Your arms are wide, open to receive me
So I’m coming back
Father I’m coming home
I realize this is where I belong

Father, my heart is to remain here
Wrapped in kindness and affection
For this is my true identity
Father, my heart is to remain here
Wrapped in kindness and affection
For this is my true security

For you are God and you are father
You are good
Worthy of all praise
Worthy of all honor
For you are God and there is no other
You are good
Worthy of all praise
Worthy of all honor