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The Prodigal Son

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the Most Approved Authors #CCXLVII (1799) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Parable of the Prodigal son First Line: See the rash youth, defil'd with sin Lyrics: Part I The sinner departing from God: 1 See the rash youth, defil'd with sin, Hear how he claims with haughty voice, To have his portion, and begin In vice and madness to rejoice. 2 His father gave with bounteous hands, Richly were all his wants supply'd; Thankless he took; in foreign lands Wasted in pleasure, pomp and pride. 3 In lust and wine he spent the whole, Forgot his Father and his home; Nor thought nor felt he had a soul Expos'd to meet the wrath to come. 4 The giddy crowd that round him throng, In every sinful folly join; Approve the mirth and chant the song That casts contempt on things divine. 5 Thus lur'd by charms of flattering vice, The rebel sees his substance fled; His friends forsake, his wants arise, For sin has struck his comforts dead. Part II The sinner under conviction: 6 With dying want the sinner cries, Nor thinks rebellion makes his pain; To strangers, far from home, applies, Nor seeks his Father's grace to gain. 7 See the poor wretch with hunger prest, Sunk low with swine to have a share; Alas! how far from peaceful rest, Tortur'd by conscience, guilt and fear. 8 'Tis thus the God of sov'reign grace Begins to bring a rebel home; The spirit shews his wretched case, And points a judgment still to come. 9 Now self-condemn'd to works he flies And thinks to cleanse a guilty mind, Still far from penitence, which cries To God for help, and feels resign'd. 10 Blinded by sin, to duty lost, He grasps the husks and hates the bread; Hill all his expectations crost, His hopes from self and means are fled. Part III The Sinner brought to true repentance: 11 Now see the Rebel raise his eyes, From dreaming folly just awake; His soul relents with strange surprise, And all his heart begins to break. 12 I starve, he cries, nor can I bear This death I feel in sinful lands, While servants of my Father share The liberal bounty of his hands. 13 With deep repentance on my tongue, I'll go and seek my Father's face, Unworthy to be call'd a son, I'll only ask a servant's place. 14 I'll tell him how I've griev'd his love, And basely fled his holy sight, How I've provok'd all heav'n above, Nor thought or done a thing that's right. 15 Far off his Father saw him come, And o'er him all his bowels yearn'd; He rose to bless and greet his son, And crown with grace his safe return. 16 The Rebel's heart with sorrow fill'd, Bled for the crimes, which he had done: Through all the Courts the triumph smil'd, And sang the Father's grace alone. Languages: English

The Prodigal Son

Hymnal: The Hartford Selection of Hymns #CCXLVII (1802) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Parable of the Prodigal son First Line: See the rash youth, defil'd with sin Lyrics: Part I The sinner departing from God: 1 See the rash youth, defil'd with sin, Hear how he claims with haughty voice, To have his portion, and begin In vice and madness to rejoice. 2 His father gave with bounteous hands, Richly were all his wants supply'd; Thankless he took; in foreign lands Wasted in pleasure, pomp and pride. 3 In lust and wine he spent the whole, Forgot his Father and his home; Nor thought nor felt he had a soul Expos'd to meet the wrath to come. 4 The giddy crowd that round him throng, In every sinful folly join; Approve the mirth and chant the song That casts contempt on things divine. 5 Thus lur'd by charms of flattering vice, The rebel sees his substance fled; His friends forsake, his wants arise, For sin has struck his comforts dead. Part II The sinner under conviction: 6 With dying want the sinner cries, Nor thinks rebellion makes his pain; To strangers, far from home, applies, Nor seeks his Father's grace to gain. 7 See the poor wretch with hunger prest, Sunk low with swine to have a share; Alas! how far from peaceful rest, Tortur'd by conscience, guilt and fear. 8 'Tis thus the God of sov'reign grace Begins to bring a rebel home; The spirit shews his wretched case, And points a judgment still to come. 9 Now self-condemn'd to works he flies And thinks to cleanse a guilty mind, Still far from penitence, which cries To God for help, and feels resign'd. 10 Blinded by sin, to duty lost, He grasps the husks and hates the bread; Hill all his expectations crost, His hopes from self and means are fled. Part III The Sinner brought to true repentance: 11 Now see the Rebel raise his eyes, From dreaming folly just awake; His soul relents with strange surprise, And all his heart begins to break. 12 I starve, he cries, nor can I bear This death I feel in sinful lands, While servants of my Father share The liberal bounty of his hands. 13 With deep repentance on my tongue, I'll go and seek my Father's face, Unworthy to be call'd a son, I'll only ask a servant's place. 14 I'll tell him how I've griev'd his love, And basely fled his holy sight, How I've provok'd all heav'n above, Nor thought or done a thing that's right. 15 Far off his Father saw him come, And o'er him all his bowels yearn'd; He rose to bless and greet his son, And crown with grace his safe return. 16 The Rebel's heart with sorrow fill'd, Bled for the crimes, which he had done: Through all the Courts the triumph smil'd, And sang the Father's grace alone. Languages: English

The prodigal Son; or, the repenting Sinner accepted

Author: Beddome Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCLXXIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Parable of the Prodigal son First Line: The mighty God will not despise Lyrics: 1 The mighty God will not despise The contrite heart for sacrifice; The deep-fetch'd sigh, the secret groan Rises accepted to the throne. 2 He meets, with tokens of his grace, The trembling lip, the blushing face; His bowels yearn, when sinners pray, And mercy bears their sins away. 3 When fill'd with grief, o'erwhelm'd with shame, He, pitying, heals their broken frame; He hears their sad complaints, and spies His image in their weeping eyes. 4 Thus, what a rapturous joy possest The tender parents throbbing breast, To see his spendthrift son return, And hear him his past follies mourn! Scripture: Luke 15:32 Languages: English

The Prodigal Son

Author: Hastings Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs #654 (1875) Topics: Prodigal Son First Line: Return, O wanderer, to thy home Tune Title: RETURN

"Take me"

Author: Ray Palmer Hymnal: Laudes Domini #260 (1890) Topics: Prodigal Son; Prodigal Son First Line: Take me, O my Father, take me! Lyrics: 1 Take me, O my Father, take me! Take me, save me through thy Son; That which thou wouldst have me, make me, Let thy will in me be done. Long from thee my footsteps straying, Thorny proved the way I trod; Weary come I now, and praying Take me to thy love, my God! 2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, Humbly I confess my sin; At thy feet, O Father, falling, To thy household take me in. Freely now to thee I proffer This relenting heart of mine; Freely life and soul I offer Gift unworthy love like thine. 3 Once the world's Redeemer, dying, Bare our sins upon the tree; On that sacrifice relying, Now I look in hope to thee; Father, take me! all forgiving, Fold me to thy loving breasts In thy love for ever living, I must be for ever blest! Languages: English Tune Title: GAYLORD

"Return, return!"

Author: Thomas Hastings Hymnal: Laudes Domini #245 (1890) Topics: Prodigal Son; Prodigal Son First Line: Return, O wanderer, to thy home Lyrics: 1 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, Thy Father calls for thee; No longer now an exile roam In guilt and misery: Return, return. 2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 'Tis Jesus calls for thee; The Spirit and the Bride say, "Come," Oh, now for refuge flee: Return, return. 3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 'Tis madness to delay; There are no pardons in the tomb, And brief is mercy's day: Return, return. Languages: English Tune Title: RETURN

"The voice of Jesus"

Author: Samuel J. Stone Hymnal: Laudes Domini #261 (1890) Topics: Prodigal Son; Prodigal Son First Line: Weary of earth, and laden with my sin Lyrics: 1 Weary of earth, and laden with my sin, I look at heaven and long to enter in, But there no evil thing may find a home: And yet I hear a voice that bids me "Come." 2 So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand In the pure glory of that holy land? Before the whiteness of that throne appear? Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near. 3 The while I fain would tread the heavenly way, Evil is ever with me day by day; Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, "Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all." 4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, His are the hands stretched out to draw me near, And his the blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne. 5 'Twas he who found me on the deathly wild, And made me heir of heaven, the Father's child, And day by day, whereby my soul may live, Gives me his grace of pardon, and will give. Languages: English Tune Title: LANGRAN

"Come and welcome"

Author: Thomas Haweis Hymnal: Laudes Domini #272 (1890) Topics: Prodigal Son; Prodigal Son First Line: From the cross uplifted high Lyrics: 1 From the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! "Love's redeeming work is done Come and welcome, sinner, come! 2 "Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest bounty stored; To thy Father's bosom pressed, Thou shalt be a child confessed, Never from his house to roam; Come and welcome, sinner, come! 3 "Soon the days of life shall end Lo, I come--your Saviour, Friend! Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to my eternal home Come and welcome, sinner, come!" Languages: English Tune Title: HALLE

Afflictions, tho' they seem severe

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, for the Use of Christians. (5th ed.) #B117 (1838) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: The Prodigal Son Languages: English