[male
vocals] (
Gentle,
swelling
strings
meet
a
steady,
rhythmic
pulse)
Oh,
hear
the
call,
are
open
wide
No
matter
where
you've
been
or
where
you
hide
It’
s
a
melody
of
grace
calling
out
your
name
Deep
in
the
heart
of
the
city
lights
and
shadows
too
Many
are
wandering,
searching
for
something
true
They
look
at
your
past,
they
count
every
single
mistake
They
say
you’
re
too
far
gone,
for
goodness
sake
But
there’
s
a
story
told,
of
a
man
in
a
sycamore
tree
Zacchaeus
was
a
tax
man,
far
from
where
he
should
be
The
people
whispered,
they
judged
him
with
a
stone
in
their
hand
But
Jesus
saw
his
heart,
and
he
helped
him
to
stand
Your
sins
are
not
too
much,
in
spite
of
all
you’
ve
done
The
grace
of
the
Father
is
shining
like
the
morning
sun
Even
when
the
world
turns
its
back
and
walks
away
He’
s
waiting
at
your
table,
he’
s
invited
to
stay
Come
home,
come
home,
the
lost
are
finally
found
His
love
is
the
anchor,
his
love
is
the
solid
ground
He
came
to
seek
and
save
the
broken
and
the
lost
He
paid
the
heavy
price,
he
never
counted
the
cost
It
doesn’
t
matter
how
you’
ve
behaved
or
the
secrets
you
keep
His
mercy
is
an
ocean,
wide
and
profound
and
deep
Like
a
shepherd
searching
for
the
one
who
went
astray
He
clears
the
clouds
of
doubt
and
he
brightens
up
your
day
You
aren’
t
defined
by
the
things
that
you
regret
His
heart
is
full
of
kindness
that
you’
ll
never
forget
Your
sins
are
not
too
much,
in
spite
of
all
you’
ve
done
The
grace
of
the
Father
is
shining
like
the
morning
sun
Even
when
the
world
turns
its
back
and
walks
away
He’
s
waiting
at
your
table,
he’
s
invited
to
stay
Come
home,
come
home,
the
lost
are
finally
found
His
love
is
the
anchor,
his
love
is
the
solid
ground
True
repentance
is
the
key
to
the
door
He
doesn't
want
your
past,
he
wants
you
so
much
more
With
arms
wide
open,
he
stands
ready
to
embrace
The
sinner,
the
saint,
the
whole
human
race
Without
him
we’
re
wandering,
lost
in
the
night
But
with
him
we’
re
home,
standing
in
the
light
Your
sins
are
not
too
much,
in
spite
of
all
you’
ve
done
The
grace
of
the
Father
is
shining
like
the
morning
sun
Even
when
the
world
turns
its
back
and
walks
away
He’
s
waiting
at
your
table,
he’
s
invited
to
stay
Come
home,
come
home,
the
lost
are
finally
found
His
love
is
the
anchor,
his
love
is
the
solid
ground
Come
home,
yeah,
come
home
He’
s
waiting
for
you,
he’
s
waiting
for
me
Mabel
Armah
singing,
let
the
spirit
be
free
Just
come
home,
you’
re
never
alone (
Fade
out
with
uplifting
soaring
instrumentation)