Welcome Home - Shaun Groves Lyrics
Words and music by Shaun Groves
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
I've buried under prideful vines
Grown to hide the mess I've made
Inside of me, come decorate, Lord
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
Chorus:
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
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
(Chorus)
I took the space that You placed in me
Redecorated in shades of greed
And I made sure every door stayed locked
Every window blocked, and still You knocked
Take me, make me
All You want me to be
That's all I'm asking, all I'm asking
Story Behind The Song:
A simple analogy of the heart. He purchased it with His Son on the cross. But still I try to take it back one room at a time. Sometimes I've found myself acting as if I am the landlord and my heart is merely expensive rental property. I lock God out of my plans. I close the closets full of secret sins. But He wants all of me, to repair what I've destroyed, to make my heart His home. The eyes of the Lord look to and fro throughout the earth looking for a heart that is completely His. (Ephesians 3:16-17, John 14:23, 2Chronicles 16:9)
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