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lirik lagu lozayn - the prodigal son

yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me

(verse 1)
a father watched his acres green
two sons he cherished, a familiar scene
but in the younger, a restless flame
a yearning for a different game
“my share,” he cried, “the time is now
i’ll break these ties, i’ll take my bow.”
the father’s heart, it achеd with dread
but gave the portion, softly said
“go, find your path, if you must roam,”
and watchеd him vanish from their home
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(verse 2)
with silver clinking, pockets deep
he plunged headfirst, no vows to keep
in distant lands, he squandered all
on fleeting pleasures, soon to fall…
the wine flowed free, the laughter loud
lost in the revelry of the crowd
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ he built no future, saved no gold
a reckless story, bravely told
until the well of fortune dried
and all his shallow friends had shied
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(verse 3)
then famine struck that foreign place
he found no comfort, no embrace
reduced to rags, a hollow plea
he took a job, humility
among the swine, he worked and swore,,
and longed for husks upon the floor
the pigs ate better than he did
a bitter truth, forever hid
within his soul, a gnawing ache
for goodness he had chosen to forsake
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(verse 4)
he slowly rose, with weary mind
a fl!cker of a hope to find
“my father’s servants, fed and warm
i’ll face the tempest, brave the storm
i’ll go back humble, bowed and low
a hired hand, if it must be so
i’ve sinned against the heavens’ light
and in his eyes, i’m dim and slight.”
he turned his steps, a long, hard mile
to face the truth, and reconcile
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(verse 5)
while still afar, a distant speck
his father saw him, neck to neck
with joy and sorrow, pure and deep
he ran to meet him, couldn’t keep
the tears from falling, swift and free
“my son! my son! returned to me!”
“for he was lost, but now is found
on holy, celebratory ground.”
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(chorus)
they called me prodigal, a story old
but it was my own heart, bought and sold
every coin i tossed, a piece of my soul
losing grip, losing all control
no grand return, no shining grace
just the long walk back to that familiar place
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(verse 1)
i toiled in the fields, beneath the sun
my father’s will, my work was done
while my younger brother, restless and bold
demanded his share, a story told
of freedom, folly, and a world so grand
he turned his back on this fertile land
i watched him leave, with a bitter taste
his inheritance squandered, his life laid to waste
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(verse 2)
the years went by, the seasons turned
for my father’s wisdom, my heart still yearned
i built this farm, with sweat and strain
through scorching sun and driving rain
i never questioned, never strayed
every duty faithfully obeyed
no lavish feast, no joyful sound
just honest labor on hallowed ground
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(verse 3)
then rumors started, whispers low
a figure walking, tired and slow
my father ran, a sight to see
embracing him, right there for me
to witness, shattered, heart so raw
breaking every familial law
a fatted calf, a robe, a ring
for the one who caused such suffering
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(verse 4)
i stood outside, consumed by fire
my loyalty met with no desire
for celebration, no kind word
just this injustice, keenly heard
“all these years,” i cried to him
“i’ve served you well, through thick and thin!
no goat for me, no friends to share
just endless toil, beyond compare.”
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(verse 5)
my father’s voice, it gentle came
“my son, my son, you bear my name
all that i have, it’s always yours
through open windows, open doors
but this your brother, he was dead
and now he lives, by grace instead
he was lost to us, in sin and night
and now he walks in glorious light
we must rejoice, put grief aside
for he’s returned, with nowhere to hide.”
but still, a shadow on my face
struggling to find forgiveness, and grace
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outro
so let this tale forever bloom, a promise soft and clear
that no mistake can seal our doom, when we draw near
the prodigal returns, to arms that open wide
where love forever yearns, and nothing can divide

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