Luke 2:22
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[Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes
Hail to the Lord Who comes,
Comes to His temple gate;
Not with His angel host,
Not in His kingly state;
No shouts proclaim Him nigh,
No crowds His coming wait.But, borne upon the throne
Of Mary’s gentle breast,
Watched by her duteous love,
In her fond arms at rest,
Thus to His Father’s house
He comes, the heav’nly Guest.There Joseph at her side
In reverent wonder stands,
And, filled with holy joy,
Old Simeon in his hands
Takes up the promised Child,
The Glory of all lands.Hail to the great First-born
Whose ransom price they pay!
The Son before all worlds,
The Child of man today,
That He might ransom us
Who still in bondage lay.O Light of all the earth,
Thy children wait for Thee!
Come to Thy temples here,
That we, from sin set free,
Before Thy Father’s face
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[Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured
O happy day, when first was poured
The blood of our redeeming Lord!
O happy day, when first began
His sufferings for sinful man!Just entered on this world of woe,
His blood already learned to flow;
His future death was thus expressed,
And thus His early love confessed.From heaven descending to fulfill
The mandates of His Father’s will,
E’en now behold the victim lie,
The Lamb of God, prepared to die!Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray,
Our fleshly natures purge away;
Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear:
Yea, stamp Thy holy image there!O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee
Eternal praise and glory be,
Whom with the Father we adore,
And Holy Ghost forevermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 2:35
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[Luk 2:35] At The Cross, Her Station Keeping
At the cross, her station keeping,
Stood the mournful mother weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord;
For her soul of joy bereavèd,
Bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd,
Felt the sharp and piercing sword.Oh, how sad and sore distressèd
Now was she, that mother blessèd
Of the sole begotten One;
Deep the woe of her affliction,
When she saw the crucifixion
Of her ever glorious Son.Who, on Christ’s dear mother gazing
Pierced by anguish so amazing
Born of woman, would not weep?
Who, on Christ’s dear mother thinking
Such a cup of sorrow drinking
Would not share her sorrows deep?For His people’s sins chastisèd,
She beheld her Son despisèd,
Scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined;
Saw Him then from judgment taken,
And in death by all forsaken,
Till His Spirit He resigned.Jesu, may her deep devotion
Stir in me the same emotion,
Fount of love, Redeemer kind,
That my heart fresh ardor gaining,
And a purer love attaining,
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[Luk 2:35] Near The Cross, Her Vigil Keeping
Near the cross, her vigil keeping,
Stood the mother, worn with weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord;
Through her soul, in anguish groaning,
Bowed in sorrow, sighing, moaning,
Passed the sharp and piercing sword.O the weight of her affliction!
Hers, who won God’s benediction,
Hers, who bore God’s Holy One:
O that speechless, ceaseless yearning!
O those dim eyes never turning
From her wondrous, suffering Son!Who upon that mother gazing,
In her trouble so amazing,
Born of woman, would not weep?
Who of Christ’s dear mother thinking,
While her Son that cup is drinking,
Would not share her sorrow deep?For His people’s sin chastisèd
She beheld her Son despisèd,
Bound and bleeding ’neath the rod;
Saw the Lord’s Anointed taken,
Dying desolate, forsaken,
Heard Him yield His soul to God.Near Thy cross, O Christ, abiding,
Grief and love my heart dividing,
I with her would take my place;
By Thy guardian cross uphold me,
In Thy dying, Christ, enfold me
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[Luk 2:35] Near The Cross Was Mary Weeping
Near the cross was Mary weeping,
There her mournful station keeping,
Gazing on her dying Son;
There in speechless anguish groaning,
Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning,
Through her soul the sword had gone.When no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
He His love and power displayed:
By His stripes He wrought our healing,
By His death, our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.Jesus, may Thy love constrain us,
That from sin we may refrain us,
In Thy griefs may deeply grieve;
Thee our best affections giving,
To Thy glory ever living,
May we in Thy glory live.Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 10:2
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[Luk 10:2] Earth, O Lord, Is One Wide Field, The
The earth, O Lord, is one wide field
Of all Thy chosen seed;
The crop prepared its fruit to yield;
The laborers are few indeed.We therefore come before Thee now
With fasting, and with prayer,
Beseeching of Thy love that Thou
Wouldst send more laborers there.Not for our land alone we pray,
Though that above the rest;
The realms and islands far away,
O let them all be blest.Endue the bishops of Thy flock
With wisdom and with grace,
Against false doctrine, like a rock,
To set the heart and face.To all Thy priests Thy truth reveal,
And make Thy judgments clear;
Make Thou Thy deacons full of zeal,
And humble, and sincere.And give their flocks a lowly mind
To hear and to obey;
That each and all may mercy find
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[Luk 10:2] Labor On
In the harvest field there is work to do,
For the grain is ripe, and the reapers few;
And the Master’s voice bids the workers true
Heed the call that He gives today.Refrain
Labor on, labor on,
Keep the bright reward in view,
For the Master has said
He will strength renew;
Labor on till the close of day.Crowd the garner well with its sheaves all bright,
Let the song be glad, and the heart be light,
Fill the precious hours ere the shades of night
Take the place of the golden day.Refrain
In the gleaner’s path may be rich reward,
Tho’ the time seems long, and the labor hard;
For the Master’s joy, with His chosen shared,
Drives the gloom from the darkest day.Refrain
Lo! the Harvest Home in the realms above
Shall be gained by each who has toiled and strove,
When the Master’s voice, in His words of love,
Calls away to eternal day.Refrain
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[Luk 10:2] Lo! The Golden Fields Are Smiling
Lo! the golden fields are smiling,
Wherefore idle shouldst thou be?
Great the harvest, few the workers,
And the Lord hath need of thee.
Go and work, the time is waning,
Let thy earnest heart reply
To the call so oft repeated,
“Blessèd Master, here am I.”Refrain
Hark! the song, the song of busy workers,
In the fields so fair to see;
Go and fill thy place among them,
For the Lord hath need of thee.Take the balm of consolation
That so oft has cheered thy heart;
Let some weary brother toiler,
In thy comfort share a part.
Go and lift the heavy burden,
He has struggled long to bear,
Go, and kneeling down beside him,
Blend thy faith with his in prayer.Refrain
Go and gather souls for Jesus;
Precious souls thy love may win;
Lead them to the door of mercy;
Tell them how to enter in.
Go and gather souls for Jesus;
Work while strength and breath remain;
What are years of constant labor
To the joy thou yet shalt gain?Refrain
Go, then, work, the Master calleth;
Go, no longer idle be;
Waste no more thy precious moments,
For the Lord hath need of Thee.
Once He gave His life thy ransom,
That thy soul with Him might live;
Now the service He demandeth
Can thy heart refuse to give?Refrain
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[Luk 10:2] Lord Of The Living Harvest
Lord of the living harvest
That whitens o’er the plain,
Where angels soon shall gather
Their sheaves of golden grain,
Accept these hands to labor,
These hearts to trust and love,
And deign with them to hasten
Thy kingdom from above.As laborers in Thy vineyard,
Lord, send them out to be
Content to bear the burden
Of weary days for Thee.
To ask no other wages
When Thou shalt call them home
But to have shared the travail
Which makes Thy kingdom come.Be with them, God the Father;
Be with them, God the Son;
And God the Holy Spirit,
Most blessèd Three in One.
Make them Thy faithful servants
Thee rightly to adore
And fill them with Thy fullness
Both now and evermore.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 10:2] Not By Thy Mighty Hand
Not by Thy mighty hand,
Thy wondrous works alone,
But by the marvels of Thy Word,
Thy glory, Lord, is known.Forth from the eternal gates,
Thine everlasting home,
To sow the seed of truth alone,
Thou didst vouchsafe to come.And still from age to age,
Thou, gracious Lord, hast been
The Bearer forth of goodly seed,
The Sower still unseen.And Thou wilt come again,
And Heav’n beneath Thee bow,
To reap the harvest Thou hast sown,
Sower and Reaper Thou.Watch, Lord, Thy harvest field,
With Thine unsleeping eye,
The children of the kingdom keep
To Thy epiphany!That, when in Thy great day
The tares shall severed be,
We may be surely gathered in
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[Luk 10:2] O Christ, Forget Not Them Who Stand
O Christ, forget not them who stand
Thy vanguard in the distant land,
In flood, in flame, in dark, in dread,
Sustain, we pray, each lifted head.Thine is the work they strive to do,
Their foes so many, they so few,
Be with Thine own, Thy loved, who stand,
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[Luk 10:2] O Where Are The Reapers?
O where are the reapers that garner in
The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin?
With sickles of truth must the work be done,
And no one may rest till the “harvest home.”Refrain
Where are the reapers? O who will come
And share in the glory of the “harvest home”?
O who will help us to garner in
The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?Go out in the byways and search them all;
The wheat may be there but the weeds are tall;
Then search in the highway, and pass none by;
But gather them all for the home on high.Refrain
The fields are all ripening, and far and wide
The world now is waiting the harvest tide:
But reapers are few, and the work is great,
And much will be lost should the harvest wait.Refrain
So come with your sickles, ye sons of men,
And gather together the golden grain;
Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come,
Then share ye His joy in the “harvest home.”Refrain
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[Luk 10:2] Sing To The Lord Of Harvest
Sing to the Lord of harvest,
Sing songs of love and praise;
With joyful hearts and voices
Your alleluias raise.
By Him the rolling seasons
In fruitful order move;
Sing to the Lord of harvest,
A joyous song of love.By Him the clouds drop fatness,
The deserts bloom and spring,
The hills leap up in gladness,
The valleys laugh and sing.
He filleth with His fullness
All things with large increase,
He crowns the year with goodness,
With plenty and with peace.Bring to His sacred altar
The gifts His goodness gave,
The golden sheaves of harvest,
The souls He died to save.
Your hearts lay down before Him
When at His feet you fall,
And with your lives adore Him,
Who gave His life for all.To God the gracious Father,
Who made us “very good,”
To Christ, who, when we wandered,
Restored us with His blood,
And to the Holy Spirit,
Who doth upon us pour
His blessèd dews and sunshine,
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[Luk 10:2] Spread, O Spread, Thou Mighty Word
Spread, O spread, thou mighty Word,
Spread the kingdom of the Lord,
Wheresoe’er His breath has given,
Life to beings meant for Heaven.Tell them how the Father’s will
Made the world, and keeps it still,
How He sent His Son to save
All who help and comfort crave.Tell of our Redeemer’s love,
Who forever doth remove
By His holy sacrifice
All the guilt that on us lies.Tell them of the Spirit given
Now to guide us up to heaven,
Strong and holy, just and true,
Working both to will and do.Word of life, most pure and strong,
Lo! for Thee the nations long,
Spread, till from its dreary night
All the world awakes to light.Up! the ripening fields ye see,
Mighty shall the harvest be;
But the reapers still are few,
Great the work they have to do.Lord of harvest, let there be
Joy and strength to work for Thee,
Till the nations, far and near,
See Thy light, and learn Thy fear.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 10:2] There’s A Garden
There’s a garden whose walk we never have known;
There’s a light within us that has never been shown,Refrain
Lord let us all enter this radiant place,
Holy realm filled with Your love, Your beauty, and grace.In this garden is fruit whose harvest is due,
But the harvest is great and the laborers few.Refrain
We are one with Your Love in Your garden so free;
We all now take Your hand and know oneness with Thee.Refrain
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[Luk 10:2] Up And Onward
Up and onward, Christian workers,
Life is fleeting, do not stray;
Great the harvest, few the toilers,
Up and onward, haste away!Refrain
Haste away, then, Christian workers,
Hear the deep, despairing call;
Go and rescue those that perish,
Lend a helping hand to all.Where the reapers bear their burdens
In the toil and heat of day,
Where the golden sheaves are waving,
Up and onward, haste away!Refrain
Where the conflict fiercely rages
On the battlefield today,
With our banner, shield and buckler,
Up and onward, haste away!Refrain
Consecrated to the service
Of our Savior and our Lord;
Ever faithful, true and earnest,
We shall gain the great reward.Refrain
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[Luk 10:2] Who Will Go?
Hark! I hear a sound from o’er the water,
’Tis the cry of anguish and despair;
’Tis the cry of precious souls in darkness,
While waiting for the light of Jesus, there;
Hear the idle laborers near us saying,
“Master what wilt Thou have me to do?”
The harvest now is great, oh! haste, my brother,
The reapers few.Refrain
Who will go? Who will go?
To the ends of the earth,
Hast thou a passion for the lost?
Dost thou realize what a soul is worth?
Who will go? Who will go?
Tell of Jesus’ death upon the tree?
Oh! who will answer quickly,
“Here am I, O Lord, send me”?Will you go and tell them of a Savior?
Tell them how He suffered on the tree?
Will you give your very life to save them?
And tell them Jesus came to set them free?
Will you take the way, endure the suffering?
Finding in the cross your only rest?
For suffering here with Jesus brings the glory,
His ways are best.Refrain
We will follow, we will follow Jesus,
Willingly and gladly we’ll obey,
He will never leave us nor forsake us,
He is our Friend, our Comforter and Stay.
Though He lead us o’er the briny ocean,
Though He lead us o’er the sandy plain,
We still will trust in Jesus Christ our Savior,
Oh! praise His Name.Refrain
After we’ve received the Spirit’s fullness,
Filling all our hearts with love divine,
We’re to witness to the blessèd Gospel,
In every nation, country, land and clime,
When we give the Gospel as a witness
Unto every people far and near,
With lightning flash, we’ll see in clouds of glory
The King appear.Refrain
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Luke 15:18
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[Luk 15:18] Are You Coming Home Tonight?
Are you coming home, ye wandr’ers,
Whom Jesus died to win,
All footsore, lame and weary,
Your garments stained with sin;
Will you seek the blood of Jesus
To wash your garments white;
Will you trust His precious promise,
Are you coming home tonight?Refrain
Are you coming home tonight,
Are you coming home tonight,
Are you coming home to Jesus,
Out of darkness into light?
Are you coming home tonight,
Are you coming home tonight,
To your loving, heav’nly Father,
Are you coming home tonight?Are you coming home, ye lost ones?
Behold your Lord doth wait;
Come, then no longer linger,
Come ere it be too late;
Will you come and let Him save you,
O trust His love and might;
Will you come while He is calling,
Are you coming home tonight?Refrain
Are you coming home, ye guilty,
Who bear the load of sin;
Outside you’ve long been standing,
Come now and venture in;
Will you heed the Savior’s promise,
And dare to trust Him quite;
“Come unto Me,” saith Jesus,
Are you coming home tonight?Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Coming Home
Vile and sinful tho’ my heart may be,
Fully trusting Lord, I come to Thee;
Thou hast pow’r to cleanse and make me free,
I am coming home.Refrain
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.Like a father seeks a wayward child,
Thou hast sought me o’er the desert wild,
Sick and helpless, by my sin defiled,
I am coming home.Refrain
Pleading tenderly, His voice I hear,
Why should I refuse a friend so dear?
He will take away my guilt and fear,
I am coming home.Refrain
Precious blood of Jesus, may its flow
Cleanse from evil, wash me white as snow;
There is hope alone in Thee, I know,
I am coming home.Refrain
Tell my mother what her boy has done,
God has spoken to her wayward son;
To be faithful till my crown is won,
I am coming home.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Coming Home To Thee
I have heard the welcome story
Of redemption, full and free;
I have wandered, O my Father,
But Thy child I long to be.Refrain
I am coming home to Thee,
Coming home to Thee;
I have heard the invitation,
And I’m coming home to Thee,
I am coming home to Thee,
Coming home to Thee;
I have heard the invitation,
And I’m coming home to Thee.I have heard the welcome story
And it makes my heart rejoice;
I have heard the gentle pleading
Of the Spirit’s warning voice.Refrain
I am coming, gladly coming,
For I can no longer stay
From Thy loving arms of mercy,
And Thy precious fold, away.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] I Am Coming Home
Jesus, I am coming home today, for
I have found there’s joy in Thee alone;
From the path of sin I turn away; now
I am coming home.Refrain
Jesus, I am coming home today,
Never, never more from Thee to stray;
Lord, I now accept Thy precious promise,
I am coming home.Many years my heart has strayed from Thee, and
Now repentant to Thy throne I come;
Jesus opened up the way for me; now
I am coming home.Refrain
O the misery my sin has caused me,
Naught but pain and sorrow I have known;
Now I seek Thy saving grace and mercy;
I am coming home.Refrain
Fully trusting in Thy precious promise,
With no righteousness to call my own,
Pleading nothing but the blood of Jesus,
I am coming home.Refrain
Now I seek the cross where Jesus died! For
All my sins His blood will still atone,
Flowing o’er till ev’ry stain is covered;
I am coming home.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Last Prayer, A
Father, I scarcely dare to pray,
So clear I see, now it is done,
How I have wasted half my day,
And left my work but just begun.
So clear I see that things I thought
Were right or harmless were a sin;
So clear I see that I have sought,
Unconscious, selfish aims to win.So clear I see that I have hurt
The souls I might have helped to save;
That I have slothful been, inert,
Deaf to the calls Thy leaders gave.
In outskirts of Thy kingdoms vast
Father, the humblest spot give me;
Set me the lowliest task Thou hast,
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[Luk 15:18] Like A Wayward Child I Wandered
Like a wayward child I wandered
From my Father’s house away,
But I hear His voice entreating,
And I’m coming home today.Refrain
Coming, coming home,
Coming, coming home,
For I can no longer roam;
I am sad and broken hearted,
And I’m coming, coming home!I have wandered in the darkness,
And my path was lone and drear,
But my Father did not leave me,
He was watching ever near.Refrain
O the rapture that awaits me
When I reach my Father’s door!
Once within its blest enclosure,
I am safe forevermore.Refrain
I will ask Him to forgive me
For the wrong that I have done,
To receive, accept and bless me,
Through His well belovèd Son.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Lord, I’m Coming Home
I’ve wandered far away from God,
Now I’m coming home;
The paths of sin too long I’ve trod,
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam,
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I’m coming home.I’ve wasted many precious years,
Now I’m coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears,
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
I’m tired of sin and straying, Lord,
Now I’m coming home;
I’ll trust Thy love, believe Thy Word,
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
My soul is sick, my heart is sore,
Now I’m coming home;
My strength renew, my hope restore,
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
My only hope, my only plea,
Now I’m coming home;
That Jesus died, and died for me.
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
I need His cleansing blood, I know,
Now I’m coming home;
O wash me whiter than the snow,
Lord, I’m coming home.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Lord, To Thee I Make Confession
Lord, to Thee I make confession;
I have sinned and gone astray,
I have multiplied transgression,
Chosen for myself my way.
Led by Thee to see my errors,
Lord, I tremble at Thy terrors.Yet, though conscience’s voice appall me,
Father, I will seek Thy face;
Tho’ Thy child I dare not call me,
Yet receive me to Thy grace.
Do not for my sins forsake me;
Do not let Thy wrath o’ertake me.For Thy Son did suffer for me,
Gave Himself to rescue me,
Died to heal me and restore me,
Reconciled me unto Thee.
’Tis alone His cross can vanquish
These dark fears and soothe this anguish.Then on Him I cast my burden,
Sink it in the depths below.
Let me know Thy gracious pardon,
Wash me, make me white as snow.
Let Thy Spirit leave me never;
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[Luk 15:18] People Of The Living God
People of the living God,
I have sought the world around;
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found:
Now to you my spirit turns—
Turns a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
Oh, receive me into rest.Lonely I no longer roam
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave;
Mine the God Whom you adore;
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my soul no more—
Every idol I resign.Tell me not of gain and loss,
Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and pow’r;
Welcome poverty and cross,
Shame reproach, affliction’s hour.
“Follow Me”—I know Thy voice;
Jesus, Lord, Thy steps I see;
Now I take Thy yoke by choice,
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[Luk 15:18] Pilgrim, Burdened With Thy Sin
Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin,
Come the way to Zion’s gate:
There, till mercy lets thee in,
Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait.
Knock—He knows the sinner’s cry;
Weep—He loves the mourner’s tears;
Watch, for saving grace is nigh;
Wait, till heavenly light appears.Hark, it is the Bridegroom’s voice:
“Welcome, pilgrim to thy rest!”
Now within the gate rejoice,
Safe, and sealed, and bought, and blest
Safe, from all the lures of vice;
Sealed, by signs the chosen know;
Bought by love, and life the price;
Blest, the mighty debt to owe.Holy pilgrim, what for thee
In a world like this remain?
From thy guarded breast shall flee
Fear, and shame, and doubt, and pain;
Fear, the hope of Heav’n shall fly;
Shame, from glory’s view retire;
Doubt, in certain rapture die;
Pain, in endless bliss expire.Play source: Cyberhymnal -
[Luk 15:18] Prodigal Son, The
Out in the wilderness wild and drear,
Sadly I’ve wandered for many a year,
Driven by hunger and filled with fear,
I will arise and go;
Backward with sorrow my steps to trace,
Seeking my heavenly Father’s face,
Willing to take but a servant’s place,
I will arise and go.Refrain
Back to my Father and home,
Back to my Father and home,
I will arise and go
Back to my Father and home.Why should I perish in dark despair,
Here where there’s no one to help or care,
When there is shelter and food to spare?
I will arise and go;
Deeply repenting the wrong I’ve done,
Worthy no more to be called a son,
Hoping my Father His child may own,
I will arise and go.Refrain
Sweet are the memories that come to me,
Faces of loved ones again I see,
Visions of home where I used to be,
I will arise and go;
Others have gone who had wandered, too,
They were forgiven, were clothed anew,
Why should I linger with home in view?
I will arise and go.Refrain
O that I never had gone astray!
Life was all radiant with hope one day,
Now all its treasures I’ve thrown away,
Yet I’ll arise and go;
Something is saying, “God loves you still,
Tho’ you have treated His love so ill,”
I must not wait, for the night grows chill,
I will arise and go.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Take The Home-path
You have wandered far on the desert lone,
And you face an awful fate,
For a storm is near and the night comes on—
Take the home-path ere too late.Refrain
Take the home-path, take the home-path,
Night is coming, do not wait;
Take the home-path, take the home-path,
Take the home-path ere too late.You have been allured from the peaceful way
By your soul’s relentless foe;
Let the Savior true take your hand today,
For He knows the way to go.Refrain
While the chance is yours turn your back to sin,
Seeking pardon, humbly bow;
You’ve a soul to save and a crown to win,
And the time to start is now.Refrain
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[Luk 15:18] Th’abyss Of Many A Former Sin
Th’abyss of many a former sin
Encloses me and bars me in;
Like billows my transgressions roll:
Be Thou the Pilot of my soul,
And to salvation’s harbor bring
Thou Savior and Thou glorious King.My Father’s heritage abused,
Wasted by lust, by sin misused;
To shame and want and misery brought,
The slave to many a fruitless thought,
I cry to Thee, who lovest men,
O pity and receive again!In hunger now, no more possessed,
Of that my portion bright and blest,
The exile and the alien see,
Who yet would fain return to Thee,
And save me, Lord, who seek to raise
To Thy dear love the hymn of praise!With that blest thief my prayer I make,
“Remember” for Thy mercy’s sake!
With that poor publican I cry,
“Be merciful,” O God most high!
With that lost prodigal I fain
Back to my home would turn again!Mourn, mourn, my soul, with earnest care,
And raise to Christ the contrite prayer;
“O Thou, who freely wast made poor,
My sorrows and my sins to cure,
Me, poor of all good works, embrace,
Enriching with Thy boundless grace!”Play source: Cyberhymnal
Luke 15:21
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[Luk 15:21] O Great God Of Nations
O great God of nations, revive us, we pray,
Raise prodigal hearts to contrition today;
In pride have we turned from Your life giving Word,
Embracing the darkness while truth goes unheard.
Create deep within us a clean heart today,
Renew a right spirit, and teach us to say:
Awaken, my soul, and send anthems above,
To Him Who is yearning to bless you in love.Forsake not Your people though far we do roam,
As hedonists, spendthrifts, abandoning home;
But finally, throwing our folly aside,
We see You are waiting with arms open wide.
We plead Your forgiveness, our Father, we pray,
O heal prideful blindness and teach us to say:
How mighty the love that can conquer our sin,
And open the door to the banquet within.In faith and in gratitude, then, must we share
The good news of Jesus with lands everywhere,
With peoples still groping and stumbling in night;
For them You command us to send out the light.
To shout from the rooftops, proclaim o’er the wave,
That Christ has redeemed from the depths of the grave:
Pour out, then, Your Spirit, afresh in this hour,
Enable our tongues to speak out with Your power.Play source: Cyberhymnal
