Daniel P. Smith Jr - Afflictions, Though They Seem Severe

Afflictions, though they seem severe
In mercy oft are sent
They stopped the prodigal's career
And caused him to repent
Although he no relenting felt
Till he had spent his store
His stubborn heart began to melt
When famine pinched him sore

What have I gained from sin, he said
But hunger, shame, and fear
My father's house abounds with bread
While I am starving here
I'll go and tell him all I've done
And fall before his face
Unworthy to be called his son
I'll seek a servant's place

His father saw him coming back
He saw and ran and smiled
And threw the arms around the neck
Of his repentant child
Father, I've sinned, but oh, forgive
Enough! the father said
Rejoice, my house, my son's alive
For whom I mourned as dead

"Now let the fatted calf be slain
Go spread the news around
My son was dead, but lives again
Was lost, but now is found
Tis thus the Lord his love reveals
To call his children home
More than a father's love He feels
And bids the needy come

Written by:
John Newton

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