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Woodbury, I. B. (Issac Baker), 1819-1858 (ed.) / The new lute of Zion: a collection of sacred music, designed for the use of congregations generally, but more especially the Methodist Episcopal Church

Part third. Containing pieces for prayer and social meetings, revivals, and music for the old folks.,   pp. [316]-362

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THE PRODIGAL'S tETURN. C. M.                                            
Eud.                           1. C. 
1. Af-flic-tions, tho' they seem  se - vere,  In mercy oft are sent They
stopped the prodigal's career, And caused him to repent.  I'll die no more
tor ,. , 
. C. I'll die no more for bread, he cried, Nor starve in foreign lands; My
Father's house has large supplies, And bounteous are his hands. 
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& I'll  giand tel  hi   Ial 
2. What have I gained by sin, he said But bunter, shame, and fear I My Father's
house abounds with bread, While I am starving here. 
a. I'll Fr  and tell him  all  ',e none, k all down be-fore his face,  Un
- wor-thy to be called his son, I'll seek a servant's place.  I'll die no
more for bread, 
4. His Fa  ther saw him com    ing back, He saw, and ran, and smiled, And
threw his arms around the neck Of his rebellious child. 
End.                            D. C. 
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5. " Father, I've sinned, but 0  for - give !" Enough I the Father
said: Rejoice, my house,iny son's alive,For whom I mourned as dead. 
6. Now let the fat - ted  calf  be  slain, And spread the news around ; My
son was dead, and lives again, Was lost, but now is found. 
1. 'Tis thus the Lord his love re - veals, To call poor sinners home; More
than a Father's love he feels, And welcomes all that come. 
"FAREWELL! WE MEET NO MORE."                                  
                                   T. HASTINGS. 
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well ! We meet no more On this side heaven ; The parting scene is o'er The
last sad look is given.  Fare - well !  Fare  - well 1 
'eep                         a. Farewell ! My stricken heart            
          4. Farewell ! And shall we meet 
To Jesus flies;                                        In heaven above l
deep.                          From him ri never part,                  
             And there in union sweet. 
On him my hope relies.                                 sing of a Saviour's

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