The Prodigal Son; or, The Repenting Sinner Accepted

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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.

Verse 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!