And when I think about that prodigal son,
I’ve got to smile when I see the old man run.
And I know that You love us the same,
‘Cause the sun came up today;
Just as if we deserved it —
Just as if any one of us fools was worth it;
Truth is that we’ll never be perfect, but You love us just the same.
I’ve been having a hard time getting away from these lines.