Welcome Home

Take me, make me all You want me to be

That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking

Welcome to this heart of mine

Buried under prideful vines

Grown to hide the mess I've made inside of me

Come decorate, Lord

And open up the creaking door, and

Walk upon the dusty floor

Scrape away the guilty stains

Until no sin or shame remain

Spread Your love upon the walls

And occupy the empty halls

Until the man I am has faded

No more doors are barricaded

Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own

Make it home

Come and take this heart and make it all Your own

Welcome home

Take a seat, pull up a chair

Forgive me for the disrepair and the

Souvenirs from floor to ceiling

Gathered on my search for meaning

And every closet's filled with clutter

Messes yet to be discovered

I'm overwhelmed, I understand

I can't make this place all that You can

Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own

Make it home

Come and take this heart and make it all Your own

Welcome

I took the space that You placed in me

And redecorated in shades of greed

And I made sure every door stayed locked

Every window blocked, and still You knocked, well

Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own

Come and take this heart and make it all Your own

Welcome home, welcome home

Come inside this heart of mine, it's not my own

Make it home, make it home

Come and take this heart and make it all Your own

Welcome, welcome, welcome home

Take me, make me all You want me to be

That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking