All these years I've worked this land
And every night I'm fed
It all seems pretty good
But this land is all I've ever known
So I'll just stay real close
And try not to go out too far from here
But I've gotta be real with the way that I feel
And it's more like a slave than a son
I've been doing the work but I'm not really sure
If You're proud of the things that I've done
I've been home all my life but I've never felt more
Like a stranger with no place to rest
But I hope when You come and invite me inside
I still have the faith to say yes
And I hope for praise from time to time
But I guess that's just my pride
Tryin' to make myself seen
But I've gotta be real with the way that I feel
And it's more like a slave than a son
I've been doing the work but I'm not really sure
If You're proud of the things that I've done
I've been home all my life but I've never felt more
Like a stranger with no place to rest
But I hope when You come and invite me inside
I still have the faith to say yes
Even when my heart don't feel so sure
You still give me everything that's Yours
But I've gotta be real with the way that I feel
And it's more like a slave than a son
I've been doing the work but I'm not really sure
If You're proud of the things that I've done
I've been home all my life but I've never felt more
Like a stranger with no place to rest
But I hope when You come and invite me inside
I still have the faith to say yes
God when You come and invite me inside
Give me the faith to say yes