Album: I Still Need Him
They rushed in to the prodigal's father
Said "We have seen him
He's walking this way
Should we stop him?
Tell him he is not welcome?"
But the father pushed through them
they heard him say
No, it's my turn to stand at the gate
see the look on his face at last hold him close
It's my turn to wrap him in love
hand him new garments it's my turn
to welcome him home
The word doesn't give clues to the story
who may have died first, the father or son
If the son left and found himself waiting
In heaven recalling the love he was shown
Then one day they'd bring him the message
They'd say "We have seen him walking this way
Soon your father will be greeted by angels."
But the son pushed right through them, and they heard him say
No, it's my turn to stand at the gate
see the look on his face at last hold him close
It's my turn to wrap him in love
hand him new garments it's my turn
to welcome him home
Some day I'll open my eyes in heaven!
On that day someone will say
No, it's my turn to stand at the gate
see the look on his face at last hold him close
It's my turn to wrap him in love
hand him new garments it's my turn
to welcome him home
It's my turn to welcome him home
It's my turn to welcome him home
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