by Joel Howard

When You listen to me I feel 
Your eyes staring into the depths of my cry 
I feel You breathe new life in me 
When You call my name 
When You listen to me You say, 
"Child, you're legitimate! You're not out of place!"
Here today I feel Abba's heart run to me 
As I stumble home at the end of my own way
Like the prodigal come
I return as a son though my weariness just begs 
For the bread of a hired man
God in His infinite mercy extends 
all the bounty He holds in His infinite hand
And I come home safely though I'd lost my way
"My son, my daughter, you're legitimate," He says 
And His smile over me never, ever ends!

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