Hijo Pródigo

I left home
Lost in the world
Then found by you
I spent my inheritance
Having nothing, I returned to your house
Feeling unworthy of you

But you don't look at me that way
And even though I left your house
I returned to our meeting
And today I can say

My father
You forgot your son's offense
You receive the humble and lost
I sit at your table
And you delight in spending time with me

I am your son
The one who was dead and now I am alive
Your grace saved me from punishment
Today I return to your arms
With a repentant heart

I spent my inheritance
Having nothing, I returned to your house
Feeling unworthy of you

But you don't look at me that way
And even though I left your house, I returned to our meeting
And today I can say

From afar
You ran towards me
And smiled
Upon seeing me arrive
Today I confess to you
I will never flee from your fatherhood