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PRODIGAL'S RETURN




When to his father’s fond embrace
The Prodigal returned,
The tears bedewed his aged face;
With love his bosom burned.


He kissed him with a father’s love,
Though he such crimes had done;
Reproved the sin that made him rove,
Yet owned him for his son.


For him the fatted calf they slew,
The father’s grace to prove:
While on the rebel’s hand we view
The tokens of his love.


With a bright robe my son array,
For ’tis my royal will;
Make no excuse—without delay,
For he’s a favourite still.


His shame, his folly, and his sin,
The father saw no more;
His thoughts, his ways, his acts unclean,
This garment covered o’er.


Thus shall Jehovah's sovereign grace,
Through Jesu’s blood alone,
Bring all th’apostate ransomed race,
With weeping, to his throne.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Lk 15:20-30;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1815# 488
      MUSIC
      Name: YORK
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1650
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