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Song: The Gracious Father

Posted on July 9, 2010 with 0 comments
The Gracious Father

A father had two sons, the younger one said, “I want to get away.”
“I want to go to the city where I can find a life that will pay.”

“I want to seek out fame and fortune, and make a name for myself in the world.”
“I want to wear the finest clothes with cuff links made of pearls.”

Now the father resisted, but the son insisted that he go,
The father gave him his share of cash and certificates of gold,

Against his better judgment with a heavy heart he told his son good-bye,
As his son drove away he couldn’t help but cry,

Chorus
Keep him safe, Lord! Keep him well! Help him every day!
Guide him with your Spirit love, and bring him home again!

The son met an entrepreneur who told him what he should do,
How to rent a house, furnish it, and buy a stylish new suit,

He introduced him to the fairest ladies of the land,
Got him a back stage pass so he could party with the band,

He helped him invest his money in a get rich plan,
Accompanied him to the broker just to lend a hand,

The entrepreneur disappeared one night after all the checks had cleared,
He was last seen with the broker boarding a boat at the pier,

Chorus
Keep him safe, Lord! Keep him well! Help him every day!
Guide him with your Spirit love, and bring him home again!

The son said, “My moneys gone and my life is a wreck.”
“I’ve played the fool, I’ve lost my way, now I’ve got nothing left.”

“I should go home, but I’m ashamed of the mess I’ve made.”
“I’m living on the streets, sleeping under the interstate.”

But the son came to his senses one day as he was picking up cans,
“I’ll go ask my father for a job working as a hired hand.”

He made the journey home and burst upon the scene,
His father ran to meet him, his younger son was on his knees,

Chorus
Keep him safe, Lord! Keep him well! Help him every day!
Guide him with your Spirit love, and bring him home again!

His father threw his arms around him and lifted him to his feet,
“Come inside, change your clothes, come get something to eat.”

His father called his wife and son at work and told them the good news,
When they drove up, the boy’s momma ran inside with a new pair of shoes,

But the older son wasn’t sure he wanted his younger brother back,
“He’s wasted all his money, now he’s come home to reload his pack.”

“No, not so my son. Everything that’s left of mine is yours.”
“But we must rejoice for he was lost but now he’s back at our door!”