Abba

Father
I'm not looking for perfection
Nor the great execution
My eternal desire has been
To have your heart

Son, stop trying
There's nothing more to gain
All I have is yours
Come back home to rest

I've set the table, the wine and the bread
Son, return to intimacy
I call you back to me
I never stop waiting
I never tire of calling

I dreamed of you from the beginning
I will love you until the end
There is no more condemnation, only grace and forgiveness
You know the way
That was already opened by blood

I've set the table, the wine and the bread
Son, return to intimacy
Nothing you do changes my love
Son, you please my heart

I see you and you please me
You bring us back to the beginning
Where everything started

Father, Father
I'm coming back home
Father, Father
My soul only rests in you

Oh, oh, oh
The door is open
I would only rest in you

And my yoke is easy, my burden is light
Return to my embrace, return to your home