Come As You Are
Come out of sadness From wherever you’ve been Come broken-hearted Let rescue begin Come find your mercy Oh, sinner, come kneel Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal
So lay down your burdens Lay down your shame All who are broken Lift up your face Oh, wanderer, come home You’re not too far So lay down your hurt Lay down your heart Come as you are
There’s hope for the hopeless And all those who’ve strayed Come sit at the table Come taste the grace There’s rest for the weary Rest that endures Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t cure
So lay down your burdens Lay down your shame All who are broken Lift up your face Oh, wanderer come home You’re not too far Lay down your hurt Lay down your heart Come as you are
There’s joy for the mourning Oh, sinner be still Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal
So lay down your burdens Lay down your shame All who are broken Lift up your face Oh, wanderer come home You’re not too far So lay down your hurt Lay down your heart Come as you are
There’s joy for the mourning Oh, sinner be still Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal Earth has no sorrow That heaven can’t heal
Luke 15:11-16
ESV
And he said, “There was a man who had two sons. And the younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of property that is coming to me.’ And he divided his property between them. Not many days later, the younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in reckless living. And when he had spent everything, a severe famine arose in that country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to one of the citizens of that country, who sent him into his fields to feed pigs. And he was longing to be fed with the pods that the pigs ate, and no one gave him anything.
Softly & Tenderly
Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling Calling for you and for me Patient and loving, He’s waiting and watching Watching for you and for me
Come home, come home Ye who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling O sinner come home
Why should we linger when Jesus is pleading? Pleading for you and for me Why should we wait then, and heed not his mercies? Mercies for you and for me
Come home, come home Ye who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling O sinner come home
Oh! For the wonderful love He has promised Promised for you and for me Tho’ we have sinned He has mercy and pardon Pardon for you and for me
Come home, come home Ye who are weary come home Earnestly, tenderly, Jesus is calling Calling O sinner come home
Luke 15:17-20
ESV
But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and I will say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Treat me as one of your hired servants.”’ And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him.
Lord Have Mercy
For what we have done and left undone We fall on Your countless mercies For sins that are known and those unknown We call on Your name, so holy For envy and pride, for closing our eyes For scorning our very neighbor In thought, word, and deed, we’ve failed You, our King How deeply we need a Savior
Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us
For what You have done, Your life of love You perfectly lived, we praise You Though tempted and tried, You fixed Your eyes You finished the work God gave You And there on the tree, a King among thieves You bled for a world’s betrayal You loved to the end, our merciful friend How pure and forever faithful
Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us
For hearts that are cold, for seizing control For scorning our very Maker In thought, word, and deed, we’ve failed You, our King How deeply we need a Savior
Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us
Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us Lord, have mercy, Christ, have mercy Lord, have mercy on us
Luke 15:21-24
ESV
And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his servants, ‘Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.
His Mercy is More
What love could remember no wrongs we have done Omniscient, all knowing, He counts not their sum Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more Stronger than darkness, new every morn Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
What patience would wait as we constantly roam What Father, so tender, is calling us home He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more Stronger than darkness, new every morn Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
What riches of kindness He lavished on us His blood was the payment, His life was the cost We stood ’neath a debt we could never afford Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Praise the Lord, His mercy is more Stronger than darkness, new every morn Our sins they are many, His mercy is more Praise the Lord, His mercy is more Stronger than darkness, new every morn Our sins they are many, His mercy is more Our sins they are many, His mercy is more Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Luke 15:25-32
ESV
“Now his older son was in the field, and as he came and drew near to the house, he heard music and dancing. And he called one of the servants and asked what these things meant. And he said to him, ‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fattened calf, because he has received him back safe and sound.’ But he was angry and refused to go in. His father came out and entreated him, but he answered his father, ‘Look, these many years I have served you, and I never disobeyed your command, yet you never gave me a young goat, that I might celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours came, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him!’ And he said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. It was fitting to celebrate and be glad, for this your brother was dead, and is alive; he was lost, and is found.’”
The Prodigal Within
I saw you running through the field, to meet the reckless rebel The one who spent what you had earned to dance with every devil I kept your rules and worked this land Did all that you required But you have given him the ring And feast I’ve long desired
How could you love this one who ran, who traded love for pleasure? On every vanity and vice He squandered all our treasure His sin is greater than my grace By rights should he not suffer? You’ve welcomed him back as a son But I’ll never call him brother
And then the Father came to me Once more you met a rebel Beyond my pride I could not see To join you at your table I should have seen how far I’d gone, More lost than he had ever been I stood so close, yet far from home, A prodigal within
How deep the Father’s love for us, How vast beyond all measure, That He should give His only Son To make a wretch His treasure. How great the pain of searing loss – The Father turns His face away, As wounds which mar the Chosen One Bring many sons to glory.
Continual Repentance
Valley of Vision
I need to repent of my repentance; I need my tears to be washed; I have no robe to bring to cover my sins, no loom to weave my own righteousness; I am always standing clothed in filthy garments, and by grace am always receiving change of raiment, for thou dost always justify the ungodly; I am always going into the far country, and always returning home as a prodigal, always saying, Father, forgive me, and thou art always bringing forth the best robe. Every morning let me wear it, every evening return in it, go out to the day’s work in it, be married in it, be wound in death in it, stand before the great white throne in it, enter heaven in it shining as the sun. Grant me never to lose sight of the exceeding sinfulness of sin, the exceeding righteousness of salvation, the exceeding glory of Christ, the exceeding beauty of holiness, the exceeding wonder of grace.
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The True Elder Brother
The Prodigal God, Tim Keller
“By putting a flawed elder brother in the story, Jesus is inviting us to imagine and yearn for a true one. And we have him. Think of the kind of brother we need. We need one who does not just go to the next country to find us but who will come all the way from heaven to earth. We need one who is willing to pay not just a finite amount of money, but, at the infinite cost of his own life to bring us into God’s family, for our debt is so much greater … The point of the parable is that forgiveness always involves a price—someone has to pay. There was no way for the younger brother to return to the family unless the older brother bore the cost himself. Our true elder brother paid our debt, on the cross, in our place.”
Jesus Paid it All
I hear the Savior say "Thy strength indeed is small Child of weakness, watch and pray Find in Me thine all in all"
Jesus paid it all All to Him I owe Sin had left a crimson stain He washed it white as snow
Lord, now indeed I find Thy power and Thine alone Can change the leper’s spots And melt the heart of stone
Jesus paid it all And all to Him I owe My sin had left a crimson stain He washed it white as snow
Jesus paid it all And all to Him I owe My sin had left a crimson stain He washed it white as snow
Oh, praise the One who paid my debt And raised this life up from the dead Oh, praise the One who paid my debt And raised this life up from the dead Oh, praise the One who paid my debt And raised this life up from the dead Oh, praise the One who paid my debt And raised this life up from the dead
And when before the throne I stand in Him complete Jesus died my soul to save My lips shall still repeat
Jesus paid it all, All to Him I own Sin had left a crimson stain He washed it white as snow
Isaiah 25:6-8
ESV
On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine, of rich food full of marrow, of aged wine well refined. And he will swallow up on this mountain the covering that is cast over all peoples, the veil that is spread over all nations. He will swallow up death forever; and the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces, and the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, for the Lord has spoken.
We Will Feast in the House of Zion
We will feast in the house of Zion We will sing with our hearts restored He has done great things, we will say together We will feast and weep no more
We will not be burned by the fire He is the Lord, our God We are not consumed by the flood Upheld, protected, gathered up
We will feast in the house of Zion We will sing with our hearts restored He has done great things, we will say together We will feast and weep no more
In the dark of night before the dawn My soul be not afraid For the promised morning, oh how long Oh God of Jacob be my strength
We will feast in the house of Zion We will sing with our hearts restored He has done great things, we will say together We will feast and weep no more
Every vow we’ve broken and betrayed You are the faithful One And from the garden to the grave Bind us together, bring shalom
We will feast in the house of Zion We will sing with our hearts restored He has done great things, we will say together We will feast and weep no more