Broken we gather here A Sick and wounded kin Longing for heads held high A pardon for our sin Weary from wayward ways In lies we put our trust Empty we come today What hope is there for us What hope is there for us He offers living water He is the easy yoke No matter how far we run from him He bids us welcome home Trusting the finished work Proves hard when with regret Still grace speaks a better word Good news we can't forget Good news we can't forget He offers living water He is the easy yoke No matter how far we run from him He bids us welcome home There is a feast before us So let's come and eat The table set before us So that we could see There is a feast before us So let's come and eat The table set before us So that we could see He offers living water He is the easy yoke No matter how far we run from him He bids us welcome home He bids us welcome home He bids us welcome home