In My Father's House (Song of the Prodigal Son) by Coptic Lighthouse published on 2018-03-09T03:35:13Z In my father’s house I was living In mercy and grace Till I took my share of his wealth To a distant place (I left my family So I could be free)x2 And pursue my own ways I set off for a distant country So far away My life was wild and more wasteful With every day (Satan deceived me Attacked and beat me)x2 He threw me in the flames I became slave to my many sins And evil deeds Trying to fill my desires Paying no heed (I wasted my fortune With no thought or caution)x2 And found myself in need After I had spent everything I was in need To those who saw me in those days I was dead indeed (They forgot the old feasts Days that had long ceased)x2 And left me to my misery I asked one of the citizens To have mercy on me Give me the most despicable job I will agree (He sent me to his field The swine I had to feed)x2 Their food I longed to eat I came to myself immediately To repentance Went back to my father to ask him To forgive my sins (And when he saw me He ran towards me)x2 And called me beloved son O sinner listen to me And my story Repent, return to Your Father In great hurry (You’ll find joy and peace That will never cease)x2 In the shadow of His glory Genre Religion & Spirituality Comment by Ebram Ayoub I really love this 2019-02-26T16:18:20Z