Besedila: John Waller. The Blessing. Still Calls Me Son.

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I drug his name through godless places
And I?ve known shame that no child of his should know
I?ve seen pain on broken faces
Beyond all thought of hope
I was just too far from home
Still I always wondered when I closed my eyes

After all I?ve done
Could he run to me?
Would he kiss my face?
Could he even look at me?
After where I?ve been
should he take me back?
I would understand
I?ve disgraced him
But it would be amazing
If he still calls me son

With nothing left for me to bring him
I left my pride and turned my heart toward home
I saw my home on the horizon
And from a distance
I saw my Father
Watching for his own with forgiving eyes

After all I?d done
He just ran to me
Then he kissed my face
He would not let go of me
After where I?d been
He just welcomed me
I didn?t understand
But he put his robe on me
It was so amazing
That he still called me son

One day as I breathe my last
And I know my days on earth have ended
When every hour is spent
I will close my eyes in amazement
And I?ll hear angels
They?ll be singing

Amazing Grace
Cause he will run to me
And he will kiss my face
He will not let go of me
After where I?ve been
He will welcome me
I won?t understand
How he?ll put his robe on me
It will be amazing
That he?ll still call me son

Amazing grace how sweet the sound
When he calls me son
I once was lost but now I?m found
Cause he calls me Son