Performed by Maurette Brown-Clark
What would I know about being restored
If I never Lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restore me.
Restore to me the joy
Listen, restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Ooooh, restoration has finally come
Mmmm, been erstored back to my place in God
Oh, what would I know about being restored
If I never lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
It sort of reminds me of the prodigal son.
What would I know about being restored
If I never Lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restore me.
Restore to me the joy
Listen, restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Ooooh, restoration has finally come
Mmmm, been erstored back to my place in God
Oh, what would I know about being restored
If I never lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
Restoration has finally come
Been restored back to my place in God
It sort of reminds me of the prodigal son.
After his riotous living, all the evil he had done.
Yet when he returned,
His father received him home.
His father received him home.
Gave him a ring of gold, put him on a robe.
Killed the fatted calf, gave him
Something he never, ever had.
Oh, what would I know about being restored
If I never lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Yes it reminds me of the prodigal son
After his riotous living,
All the evil he had done
Yet when he returned, his
Father received him home
Gave him a ring of gold,
Put him on a robe. Killed the fatted calf,
Gave him something
He never, ever had.
Restore the joy of my salvation.
Give me back my consecration.
Restore the life that I once knew
I'm giving my life back to you
Restore me.
Restore the joy
Something he never, ever had.
Oh, what would I know about being restored
If I never lost my place?
What would I know about His mercy
If I hadn't gotten out of grace?
Yes it reminds me of the prodigal son
After his riotous living,
All the evil he had done
Yet when he returned, his
Father received him home
Gave him a ring of gold,
Put him on a robe. Killed the fatted calf,
Gave him something
He never, ever had.
Restore the joy of my salvation.
Give me back my consecration.
Restore the life that I once knew
I'm giving my life back to you
Restore me.
Restore the joy
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