Forgiven

"How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.'" So he got up and went to his father.

But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him. Luke 15:17-20

  • What Have I Done?

    Matthew 26-Present

    What have I done?
    This man has done nothing wrong
    Yet I’ve betrayed him into the hands of men
    He stands condemned though he was innocent all along

    I can’t live with the pain

    What have I done?
    I claimed not to have known you
    I did just what I promised I wouldn’t do
    What kind of friend is concerned only for himself?

    My Lord, please forgive me

    You’ve done nothing wrong!
    Except be a friend to those who needed love
    You took a stand to show the world the truth they never knew
    You took the burden of our sin and you gave us all
    A chance to be forgiven
    But we mistreated you and we tortured you
    And we betrayed the trust you gave
    Yet still you loved us
    When you could have walked away
    Still you died that day…

    What have I done?
    Surely this was the ‘Son of God!’
    Yet I crucified him with my own hands
    I closed my eyes and now I am filled with tears

    How could I have been so blind?

    What have I done?
    All you’ve ever done is give your love
    I thought that I could live my life alone
    I turned my back and ignored all of your ways

    How could I be so cold?

    But you’ve set me free
    From the chains of the sin that had a hold on me
    You’ve helped me be
    A new creation that I now can let the world see
    You lifted me out of my despair
    While you were still nailed there
    Though I mistreated you
    And I spat in your face
    And laughed at you in your pain
    You stood up for me
    And begged God to forgive
    What I couldn’t even see

    My God! What have I done?

  • In the Garden (of Gethsemane)

    Matthew 26:36-42

    My heart is heavy, my spirit weak
    How can you ask me to go on?
    This cup is too full, I cannot drink
    Is there any other way?

    As I try to shine as a light for you
    To show your people the way
    They cover their eyes
    And drown me out with their fears
    Their sorrow overwhelms me;
    Father, please give me strength
    For what you ask — I cannot do

    It’s so hard for me to see right now
    The value of this task
    I feel I could do so much more
    If only I was given the chance

    Though many try to believe your words
    Which through me they hear
    They cannot understand
    This world pulls them away
    Even now, my closest friends sleep —
    The ones who are supposed to walk with me;
    The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.
    I feel cold — I am alone
    My Father, please stay by my side
    Do not abandon me

    Why can’t they all believe me
    And believe who I say I am
    I only want to bring them hope and peace
    And to bring them close again to you

    So many are the wicked
    That they have sent me here to die
    Why should I go through with
    All this pain and suffering
    When they don’t even care?
    When they don’t even know my name?

    My heart is filled with sorrow;
    It hurts so much I could die
    Please take this cup away from me
    For I cannot drink it.
    Don’t you love me?
    Why would you ask this of me?
    Do you love them all that much?
    Despite all that they’ve done to you?

    Father, if this is the way it must go
    May it be as you command
    Please give me the strength
    To carry out all that you have planned

    Father in heaven, as I pray to you now
    You fill me with your love
    I trust in you with all my heart, that
    Your will be done in heaven and on earth;
    If I must drink this cup that it may go away
    So shall it be —
    For my life is but a mist, and what I want
    Has no meaning
    I am your humble servant, O Father;
    So let’s complete what we’ve begun.
    Together.

  • Far From Home

    [Luke 15:11-32]

    Thank you, Father, for all you’ve done
    But it’s time for me to go
    I must leave this place to find success
    And get out on my own

    There’s a world out there that’s waiting
    While opportunity calls my name
    A chance for me to make my mark
    There’s promise of glory and fame

    Will you give to me what I deserve
    I’ve worked long and hard for you
    Let me have what’s mine and be on my way
    I’ve got something I need to prove

    I’ll come home again someday
    With more than I have today
    I’ll make you proud of all I do
    And bring something back for you

    The dreams I had have fallen away
    This world has bled me dry
    Success has gone to someone else
    All I have is mud in my eye

    I had done so well for so, so long
    Things had been good for me
    I’d built up my fortune, glory and fame
    My life was fun and free

    But my fortune paid for my glory and fame
    And soon they all were gone
    No friends, no foes, no one that cared
    Now I’m broken, cold, alone

    How can I ever come home to you
    After all the heartache I put you through
    I deserted you, I lived for myself
    What right do I have to ask for your help?

    I will beg to be least of all his men
    I must go home if I can gather the nerve
    I’m not worthy of his forgiveness
    I will accept what I deserve

    As I come home, I see you now
    Have you been waiting there for me?
    Father, I’m sorry, I’ve done you so wrong
    I’m so sorry, can you see?

    Why are you smiling? Why do you cheer?
    Why are you dancing so?
    Do you not see what I have done
    Do you understand, do you not know?

    “I understand, yet you do not
    I’m rejoicing, can’t you see,
    Because all this time you have been gone
    And at last you’re home again with Me!”

  • Hide & Seek

    Luke 15, John 9

    I love to hear your voice, O Lord
    And I want to know you more
    The closer I stand, the greater you become
    And I’m proud to be called your son

    But so often I drift away
    Caught up in every day
    I get lost among the circumstance
    Walk out the door and don’t share my plans
    With you

    And though I hear you calling me
    I don’t want you to hear or see
    The farther I go, the smaller you are
    The closer I am to becoming a star

    While I play out in the weeds
    I don’t want you to know my deeds
    I can hear you calling out my name
    And I’m not sure if I can bear the shame
    Of me

    So I hide myself from all the pain
    Of knowing I’ve let you down again
    I hate that I’m so weak and frail
    I deserve again to be thrown in jail
    For all I’ve done
    There shouldn’t be another chance

    Yet you seek me with all your heart
    And look to give me a brand new start
    For it’s through your loving sacrifice
    Dear Jesus, you’ve already paid the price
    For all I’ve done
    And I just don’t understand

    And while I’m standing at your feet
    I keep looking towards the street
    Someone’s calling me out to play
    I shouldn’t go but he convinces me anyway

    And here I am once again
    Overcome by all my sin
    This must be the last time for sure
    It surely seems there is no cure
    For me

    Yet you seek me with all your heart
    And look to give me a brand new start
    For it’s through your loving sacrifice
    Dear Jesus, you’ve already paid the price
    For all I’ve done
    I just don’t understand

    But again I am renewed by you
    You pick me up and pull me through
    You set my feet on solid ground
    I once was lost but now am found
    And all I’d been
    Is forgotten once again

    Olly, Olly, Oxen Free!
    Christ has come to set us free
    We need not hide in shame or fear

    Olly, Olly, Oxen Free!
    I once was blind but now I see
    Let us sing until the whole world hears!

  • Sing a New Song

    Psalm 40:3

    Love flows around me; joy flows through my heart
    For it was not a year today I was given a brand-new start
    To live a new life and die to the old;
    Out of the darkness and into His fold.

    I came from a place that was lonely and dark;
    Hiding in the shadows; swimming with sharks.
    The blind lead the blind into the pit of despair:
    No love, no truth, no hope, no care.

    I ran with the wolves and sang songs to the dead.
    Praying that I was elsewhere instead.
    My family was crumbling, my marriage on the ropes
    I was failing in my journey, devoid of all hope.

    “Where are you, God!” one day I cried.
    Not expecting an answer, I never really tried.
    “Right here,” he responded, but I couldn’t see,
    I was too busy worrying all about me.

    I’d wonder and ask, why can’t I know Him?
    Why are my chances of salvation so slim?
    I knew about Jesus and what He had done,
    I believed that the Lord had sent His own Son!

    He died on that day on the cross for all sin,
    But “why” was the question that haunted me then.
    I couldn’t imagine the love He must feel
    Or why He would bother to strike such a ‘deal’.

    But in His due time, He opened my ears.
    He gave me the power to face all my fears.
    I sat down one day and listened to His Words,
    And for once they didn’t sound so absurd.

    They were challenging and harsh; they cut open my heart.
    They exposed my sin and cut me apart.
    My face had been hidden, with myself but to blame;
    But He showed me great mercy which lifted my shame!

    In response I shared in Christ Jesus’ death,
    Of water and spirit I breathed my first breath.
    My sins are forgiven, my hope is restored;
    God is my Father, and Jesus is Lord!

    For I now understand what Jesus has done,
    He didn’t die for all men, He just died for one!
    Because of me He was lonely, if just for a day,
    Separated from God, so very far away.

    Though my sins forgiven, I’ll never forget:
    That day I was given the Spirit, and my spot in Heaven set!
    My heart is glad and my tongue rejoice!
    I praise the Lord with all my voice!

    It’s taken a lifetime, but “Father, I’m home!
    Thank you for waiting, I’m no longer alone.
    Please hold my hand, that I may stay close,
    Please keep me humble, that I may not boast.”

    He called me that day to walk in the Light!
    To know Truth and Joy; to feel His might.
    In all that I do, He’s the reason it’s done
    That I may be considered His adopted son.