Josh Garrels At the Table lyrics

I went the ways of wayward winds
In a world of trouble and sin
Walked along a crooked mile
Behind a million rank and file

Forgot where I came from
Somewhere back when I was young
I was a good man's child

‘Cause I lost some nameless things
My innocence flew away from me
She had to hide her face from my desire
to embrace forbidden fire

But at night I dreamed
she's singing over me
Oh oh my child

Come on home
Home to me
And I will hold you in my arms
And joyful be

There will always
Always be
A place for you at my table
Return to me

Wondering where I might begin
I hear a voice upon the wind
She's singing faint but singing true
"Son, there ain't nothing you can do
But listen close and follow me
I'll take you where you're meant to be

Just don't lose faith."

So I put my hand upon the plow
Wipe the sweat up from my brow
Plant the good seed along the way
As I look forward to the day
When at last I'll see
My father run to me
singing, “Oh, my child."

Come on home
Home to me
And I will hold you in my arms
And joyful be

There will always, always be
A place for you
At my table
Return to me

Come on home
Home to me
And I will hold you in my arms
And joyful be

There will always, always be
A place for you at my table
A place for you at my table
A place for you at my table
Return to me