I am wandering son, I take my fortune and run away
But still I'm aching for my father's arms
And the oceans of His grace
The wonder of it all is that you found me
I was a weary one but you saved me
You picked me up and put me on your shoulders
And brought me to the tree
You are the only one who seeks to find the runaway
A shepherd to the wandering sheep
A voice to call the dead from their sleep
The wonder of it all is that you found me
I was a weary one but you saved me
You picked me up and put me on your shoulders
And brought me to the tree
You are my father You are my Shepherd
In the midst of everything You've done
You left the ninety nine to save the one
The wonder of it all is that you found me
I was a weary one but you saved me
You picked me up and put me on your shoulders
And brought me to the tree
The wonder of it all is that you found me
I was a weary one but you saved me
You picked me up and put me on your shoulders
And brought me to the tree
You picked me up and put me on your shoulders
And brought me to the tree