convicted1
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I have this song on my Sony Walkman, and is lined-out by Brother Mike Slone(old regular on here...not OldRegular.....just old regular).....it's wonderful!! Here's the lyrics to the song I am talking about!!
Afflictions Though They Seem severe
by John Newton
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.
Man, I listened to this tonight, and I had goosebumps!!
Afflictions Though They Seem severe
by John Newton
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.
Man, I listened to this tonight, and I had goosebumps!!