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==General Information==
==General Information==
'''Title:''' ''Prodigal Son, The''<br>
'''Title:''' ''Prodigal Son, The''<br>
'''Composer:''' [[Elisha J. King]]
{{Composer|Elisha J. King}}


{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>
{{Voicing|4|SATB}}<br>

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Editor: William Long (submitted 2006-07-19).   Score information: Letter, 1 page   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Prodigal Son, The
Composer: Elisha J. King

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: Sacred, Hymns

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:

Description:

External websites: http://www.drdrbill.com/music.html

Original text

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1. Afflictions, tho' they seem severe,
Are oft in mercy sent;
They stopped the prodigal's career,
And caused him to repent.

Chorus: Oh! I die with hunger here, he cries,
And starve in a foreign land,
My Father's house hath large supplies,
And bounteous are his hands.

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

3. What have I gained by sin, he said:
But hunger, shame and fear,
My Father's house abounds with bread
Whilst I am starving here.

4. I'll go and tell him all I've done,
Fall down before his face;
Not worthy to be called his son,
I'll ask a servant's place.

5. He saw his son returning back,
He looked, he ran, he smiled,
And threw his arms around the neck
Of his rebellious child.