Wayward Son

He was born far away from home In a troubled place in a distant land He was guided by a reason as he searched for the truth Questioning life as he tried to understand Just who he was Discipled by philosophy A dead end street with no way through Trusting education as the key to his soul But the room that it opened held no clue To who he was Chorus And the Wayward Son kept looking For a path to lead him home A new age revelation to give him hope And the Wayward Son kept learning But the wisdom never came And he searched for years to find out Who he was At forty he was born again In a peaceful place in a familiar land Sheltered by a grace God revealed His truth And day by day he grew to comprehend Just who he was Refashioned by the hand of love In the image of God's only son He was freed from the fall with the curse in the dust In Christ he found the essence Of just who he was Chorus And the Wayward Son stopped looking For a path to lead him home He received a revelation that gave him hope And the Wayward Son stopped yearning For the wisdom of the wind And he began to find out Who he was As a newborn son I'm walking On the path that leads me home You know the spirit's revelation gives me hope As a newborn son I'm growing In the wisdom of God's plan I must lose myself to find out Who I am I am no longer the Wayward Son