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What are you
doing in this hog pen young man?
Go back to the father’s house as fast as you
can.
Your loving father has been in constant
prayer,
And he’s patiently waiting to welcome you
there!
Just look at you Son.
You’re the child of the King.
And you certainly weren’t expected to do such
a thing,
As stray from your upbringing and break God’s
law.
You’re the most pitiful sight man ever saw.
So, quickly arise now and be on your way.
‘Tis folly to consider any further delay,
Son, many prayers have gone up on your behalf.
They are ready now to kill the fatted calf!
Ah, who is that coming with great joy,
To welcome back home his wandering boy?
For sure it’s the father with a forgiving
heart,
And tears of relief are beginning to start!
Ah, take off that tattered garment,
All covered with sin’s stains.
Put on a kingly robe.
There’s royalty in your veins!
Son, memories of the hog pen,
Can be left far behind,
As within father’s house,
Contentment you find!
Robert F. Dotson © 2007
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Evening, and morning, and at noon,
will I pray,
and cry aloud: and he shall
hear my voice.
Psalms 55:17
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