When I was younger, I was a fool
Asked Dad for riches, wished he was dead
Then I left, and partied hard, man I was so cool
I was so glad that I'd fled
When the money ran out, I slept on the street
Had no-one to turn to, no one to help me out
Found myself feeding pigs slop, Oh, it looked so sweet
Would I live? I started to doubt
Where could I go?
Who would love me?
Who did I know that would let me be free?
I remembered my father's slaves, and thought that could be me
They were treated well, and they had a place to sleep
So I left the pigs and slop and I started to flee
Would they accept this black sheep?
Where could I go?
Who would love me?
Who did I know that would let me be free?
My father, he was looking, He saw me from afar
He ran out to greet me, from the mob, he saved me
He showed me love and brought me home treated me as a star
He welcomed me and made me be free
Where could I go?
Who would love me?
Who did I know that would let me be free?
When we love God, You bring us home and set us free
When we love God, You welcome us with open arms
When we love God, You love us still in spite of sin
So I'll love God, and run into Your open arms
When we love God, You bring us home and set us free
When we love God, You welcome us with open arms
When we love God, You love us still in spite of sin
So I'll love God, and run into Your open arms
When I was younger, I was a fool