The Prodigal Has Come Home

The Prodigal Has Come Home

For years he has wandered in the far country
Far away from the Father’s house to roam,
But something happened there that left him destitute –
Now at wits end, the prodigal has come home…

He has squandered all his living in Vanity Fair –
Soon he was left with nothing – so hungry and alone;
But somehow a precious promise stirred his soul –
Oh wonder of wonders, the prodigal has come home…

The swine husks could never truly satisfy,
And oh how soon the wine became tasteless foam;
Coming to his senses, as if waking from a dream,
With purpose of heart, the prodigal has come home…

Realizing that he had sinned sorely against Heaven,
He turned in faith to the Saviour on His throne,
Repented and asked the Lord for forgiveness –
With tears of joy, the prodigal has come home…

Our Heavenly Father is pleading with compassion and love:
The Lamb has been slain, His blood shed, and our sins now atoned;
The invitation is given, the mansion prepared, Jesus awaits your response –
Oh prodigal, prodigal… won’t you come home?

Are you a prodigal? Jesus is calling… Come Home!

December 27th, 2000
Jerry Bouey

(Dedicated to Alex – my brother)

Luke 15:11-24 And he said, A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants. And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him. And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry: For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.

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