Homecoming by The Worship Initiative, Keila Marin


Song Lyrics


Homecoming
by The Worship Initiative, Keila Marin

Album: Behold - The Story


Verse 1
Lord I confess
That I've been a criminal
I've stolen Your breath
And sang my own song

Verse 2
And Lord I confess
That I'm far from innocent
These shackles I wear
Oh I bought on my own

Chorus
The 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

Verse 3
Lord I confess
I've been a prodigal
Made for Your house
But I walked my own roads

Verse 4
Then Jesus came
He tore down my prison walls
Death came to life
When He called me by name

Chorus
The 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

Chorus
The 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

Bridge 1
And 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

Bridge 2
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

Bridge 3
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

Chorus
The 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

Refrain
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
The Father is welcoming
This is our homecoming


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