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O soul in the far away country,
Aweary, and famished, and sad,
There’s rest in the home of the Father,
His welcome will make thy heart glad.
Come, come, prodigal, come,
And wander no longer afar from home;
Come, come, prodigal, come,
A welcome awaits in thy Father’s home.
Arise! and come back to thy Father,
He’ll meet thee while yet on the way;
Assured of His tender compassion,
O why wilt thou longer delay?
Come, come, prodigal, come,
And wander no longer afar from home;
Come, come, prodigal, come,
A welcome awaits in thy Father’s home.
Although thou hast sinned against Heaven,
And weak and unworthy may be;
He offers thee full restoration,
And pardon abundant and free.
Come, come, prodigal, come,
And wander no longer afar from home;
Come, come, prodigal, come,
A welcome awaits in thy Father’s home.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 and refrain
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Dates:
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1881
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 15:18;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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COME PRODIGAL COME
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 and refrain
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