Luke 15:11-24.
Far from the Father’s loving care,
Far from the Father’s home,
Har from the joys that abounded there,
Far, far did the prodigal roam.
Down to the friends who delight in sin:
Down to the riotous band;
Down to the haunts of sinful mirth;
Down to the distant land.
Now when the famine comes apace,
Now when his all is spent;
Now at the swine-trough, outcast, vile—
Now doth the sinner repent.
Back from the downward paths of sin,
Back from the shame and woe,
Back from the place of want and care,
Back did the prodigal go.
Home to the Father’s pardoning love;
Home to the Father’s heart;
Home to the Robe, the Ring, the Feast;
Home, never more to depart.
ML 10/27/1940