Prodigal

by

Michael Gungor

I’ve tasted Your glory and I left it there.
You poured out Your Spirit and I didn't care.
Still You loved me.

I've lived for myself with nobody to blame.
I took what you gave me and squandered Your grace.
Still you love me.

Nothing compares to what you've done for me.

I could live for the broken and carry their pain
I could die like a martyr or live like a saint just to love you.
I could sing like the angels and gather your praise;
be blessed beyond measure and give it away just to love you.

Still Nothing compares to what you’ve don for me.
Nothing compares to what you've done for me.

My hear has been broken; I’ve laid out my shame.
Because of your mercy, all I can say is I Love you.
And I will tell of your story; I'll carry Your name;
I'll live for your glory Lord, I'll share in your pain just to love you.

For nothing compares to what you've done for me.
Nothing compared to what you've done for me.

Nothing can separate us.
Not death or life or depth or height
or unseen power now or ever!
Nothing compares to what you've done for me.