The Prodigal

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You held out Your arms, I walked 
   D
away
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Insolent, I spurned Your face
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Squandering the gifts You gave to me
G      Bm        A
Holding close forbidden things
G       D       A      Bm     G
Destitute, a rebel still, a 
    D          A
fool in all my pride
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The world I once enjoyed is death
    D
 to me
G          A          D
No joy, no hope, no life

D                                
Where now are the friends that I 
A         D
had bought
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G           Bm      A
Gone with every penny lost
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What hope could there be for such
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 as I
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Sold out to a world of lies
G       D       A      Bm     G
Oh to see Your face again, it 
    D          A
seems so distant now
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Could it be that You would take 
     D
me back
G          A          D
A servant in Your house

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You held out Your arms, I see 
     D
them still
G           Bm      A
You never left, You never will
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Running to embrace me, now I know
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Your cords of love will always hold
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Mercy's robe, a ring of grace
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Such favor undeserved
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You sing over me and celebrate
G          A          D
The rebel now Your child