Prodigal Chronicles: Lack

by Joel Howard

Faced with all I don’t have
God, I must go back!
In hunger and sheer lack
Lamenting, I go back
Grateful yet afraid 
Cherishing and brave
Bolder than before 
God, I approach Your door!
It takes more strength to come
Hurting and undone
Than ever it was
To leave
It takes all that I am
O Father, like a man
To bring who I truly am
A naked, lonely man
Truly plagued again 
In the famine, all I lack
Is coming back
To You again

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