Lord I confess that I’ve been a criminal
I’ve stolen your breath and sang my own song
And Lord I confess that I’m far from innocent
These shackles I wear I bought on my own
Scarlet sins had a crimson cost
You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
An empty slate, at the empty grave
Thank God that stone was rolled away
Lord I confess I’ve been the prodigal
Made for Your house but walked my own roads
Then Jesus came and tore down my prison walls
Death came to life when He called me by name
I see bright crimson robes draped over the ashes
A wide open tomb where there should be a casket
The children are singing and dancing and laughing
The Father is welcoming, this is our homecoming
Roses in bloom pushed up from the embers
Rivers of tears flow from good times remembered
Families are singing and dancing and laughing
The Father is welcoming, this is our homecoming
Heaven joins in with a glorious sound
And the great cloud of witnesses all gather ‘round
‘Cause the ones that were lost are finally found
The Father is welcoming, this is our homecoming
Oh, oh, oh
The Father is welcoming, this is our homecoming
