2-6s & 4-7s. Luke xv 20 - 24. 1 THEE, O my God and King, My Father, thee I sing! Hear, well-pleased, the joyous sound, Praise from earth and heaven receive; Lost, I now in Christ am found, Dead, by faith in Christ I live.
2 Father, behold thy son, In Christ I am thy own; Stranger long to thee, and rest, See the prodigal is come: Open wide thine arms and breast, Take the weary wanderer home.
3 Thine eye observed from far, Thy pity looked me near; Me thy bowels yearned to see, Me thy mercy ran to find, Empty, poor, and void of thee, Hungry, sick, and faint, and blind.
4 Thou on my neck didst fall, Thy kiss forgave me all: Still thy gracious words I hear, Words that made the Saviour mine, "Haste, for him the robe prepare, His be righteousness divine!"