The younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.
Luke 15:13
Words: W. C. McConnell, in The Harp of Glory, edited by William T. Dale & H. A. R. Horton (Nashville, Tennessee: W. T. Dale, 1911), number 15.
Music: H. A. R. Horton (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know McConnell or Horton’s full name, or where to get good photos of them (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Drifting away from God today,
Out in the world to roam;
How sad the heart will ever be,
The heart that once was pure and free,
But wandering now alone.
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Drifting away, drifting away,
Drifting, yes, drifting away,
Drifting away, away from God.
Drifting away from God today,
From mother, home and friend,
Thro’ stormy winds that blast and blight;
O’er desert sands and mountain height,
Unto a bitter end.
Refrain
Drifting away from God today,
Far o’er the sea of sin;
Oh! who will guide your footsteps sure,
And who will make your soul secure?
’Tis God who dwells within.
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