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I had no love, I had no worth
It was all an illusion
I only had wounds, marking my feet
Marking my hands
But one day I woke up, remembered Your face
How could I leave You, Father

Hear me Lord, hear a wounded heart
That is back home
Take me Lord, take me to Your shelter
Here I am, I need You, Lord

Like a lost sheep, I need to find
My Shepherd and my place
Like dry land, my soul is thirsty
Thirsty for You
So I decided to return, then I saw my home
My Father with open arms declares: My Son has returned home

Hear me Lord, hear a wounded heart
That is back home
Take me Lord, take me to Your shelter
Here I am, I need You, Lord

Here I am, I depend on You, Lord

Hear me Lord, hear a wounded heart
That is back home
Take me Lord, take me to Your shelter

Like a sheep without a home
I need You, Lord
Like land without water
I depend on You, Lord
Like a sheep without a home
I need You, Lord

Hear me Lord, hear a wounded heart
That is back home
That is back home