(verso 1)
Father, Your house
Is filled with all our shameful ways
Father, Your house
We have made a marketplace
Fashion Your love
In-to a cord of discipline
Drive out the blinding dark-ness once again
(ponte)
Fa - ther, for-give us
Come fill Your house with Your presence
(refrão)
Don t pass us by, we need Your love
The prodigals are waiting
The prodigals are longing for the
Father s love
To fill the Father s house
(verso 2)
Father, Your house
Is divided by ambitious pride
Father, Your house
Is full of unbelief and whitewashed lies
Fashion Your love
into a cord of discipline
Drive out the blinding darkness once again
