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The Prodigal
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Story of the Prodigal Son with a modern flavour
contempory christian jazz contemporary praise and prophetic restoration soothing sounds and power true ministry
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Anointed man of God using the anointing of music to set sustain the saved, strengthen the faultering, and set the captives free through the powerful Word and so
Propheticpraise is a ministry dedicated to speaking truth through music. God has been using me to reveal things through music. Some things seem obvious but I have found more and more people get revelations from it as they apply it to themselves. As He has said, "You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free."
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Genre
Pop • Christian Pop
Charts
Peak #843
Peak in subgenre #102
Author
Walt Hutchins/Ste’ffon Harmon
Rights
2003, Life Row Records
Uploaded
April 16, 2005
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I heard a sermon and realized this story is timeless, it speaks to today as well as its own day.
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I grew up in a good home I live there til I was grown Father gave me everything I needed He gave me love and taught me life And he made sure that I always did right Life was good but not what I thought I needed So one day I went to my father Said Sir I can live here no longer I want to live by rules of my own I want to live my life with style And so I need my inheritance now With those words I gave up my family and home I’m the Prodigal, I’m a wayward child I forsake all future blessings So I can have some fun right now I’m the Prodigal Living on my own I’m sure that everything I need is away from home So I packed my bags and I left that place I remember the pain and the hurt on dad’s face But I walked away because this was my time I went far away so that I could play And I didn’t have to worry what my daddy would say I wanted life like a king in his prime (interlude) Beautiful women and powerful men These were my lovers and my close friends We lived for pleasure and getting stoned Friends forever they’d happily shout Until the day that my money ran out Then they left me to survive on my own Prodigal I’m the wayward child I gave away all my blessings But oh could I use them now I’m the Prodigal Out here on my own Missing so many blessings way back home I had to take a job from a man in that town Who honored his pigs but beat me down I longed for the slop that his pigs were eating Now my heart was broken and I started to cry I felt so ashamed that I wanted to die When I fell to the ground I knew that I was beaten As I rose to my feet I continued to cry But that’s when I finally swallowed my pride My Father’s servants have more than they need But the things that I did just to have some fun Make me not fit to be His son A hired hand would be the thing that I’d plead As I reached my home I was full of shame I knew that I was the one to blame I’d traded life in the name of having fun When my father saw me he started to run But I just knew that I’d be shunned But with outstretched arm he cried out WELCOME HOME SON…….. I’m the Prodigal I’m the wayward child I gave away all my blessings But oh could I use them now I’m the Prodigal Out here on my own Glad my father will let me come back home Oh yes, I’m the Prodigal I was the wayward son I’ve lost so many blessings For the sake of having fun I’m the Prodigal And I hope you see You don’t have to waste away like me Chorus
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