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1 Lo! what a rapturous joy possest
The tender parent's throbbing breast,
To see his spendthrift son return,
And hear him his past follies mourn.
2 Thus our bless'd Saviour wont despise
The contrite heart for sacrifice;
The deep-fetch'd sigh, the secret groan,
Rises accepted to his throne.
3 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.
4 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.
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First Line: | Lo! what a rapturous joy possest |
Title: | The repenting Prodigal |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Repentance: Of the Prodigal |
Notes: | Corrected hymn on page 340 |