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  4. Afflictions, Though They Seem Severe

Music & HymnsAfflictions, Though They Seem Severe

"How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger." Luke 15:17

Words: John Newton, Olney Hymns (London: W. Oliver, 1779).

Music: "St. Magnus," attributed to Jeremiah Clark, 1707; harmony by William Henry Monk, 1868

Afflictions, though they seem severe;
In mercy oft are sent;
They stopped the prodigal's career,
And forced him to repent.

Although he no relentings felt
Till he had spent his store;
His stubborn heart began to melt
When famine pinched him sore.

"What have I gained by 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 his arms around the neck
Of his rebellious child.

"Father, I've sinned-but O forgive!"
I've heard enough, he said,
Rejoice my house, my son's alive,
For whom I mourned as dead.

Now let the fatted calf be slain,
And 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 poor sinners home;
More than a father's love He feels,
And welcomes all that come.

Hymns supplied through the gracious generosity of the Cyber Hymnal Website