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THE PRODIGAL'S RETURN




Afflictions, though they seem severe;
In mercy oft are sent;
They stopped the prodigalís career,
And forced him to repent.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



Although he no relentings felt
Till he had spent his store;
His stubborn heart began to melt
When famine pinched him sore.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



ďWhat have I gained by sin, he said,
But hunger, shame, and fear;
My fatherís house abounds with bread,
While I am starving here.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



Iíll go, and tell him all Iíve done,
And fall before his face
Unworthy to be called his son,
Iíll seek a servantís place.Ē

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



His father saw him coming back,
He saw, and ran, and smiled;
And threw his arms around the neck
Of his rebellious child.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



ďFather, Iíve sinnedóbut O forgive!Ē
Iíve heard enough, he said,
Rejoice my house, my sonís alive,
For whom I mourned as dead.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



Now let the fatted calf be slain,
And spread the news around;
My son was dead, but lives again,
Was lost, but now is found.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."



íTis thus the Lord His love reveals,
To call poor sinners home;
More than a fatherís love He feels,
And welcomes all that come.

"I'll not pine here for bread,
I'll not pine here for bread,"he cries;
"Nor starve in foreign lands:
My Father's house has large supplies,
And bounteous are His hands."


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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) and refra
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      Dates: 1779
      Bible Refs: Lk 15:17;
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      # 463
      MUSIC
      Name: THE PRODIGAL'S RETURN
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) and refra
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