He arose and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.@Luke 15:20

Lu­cy E. Whit­more, Fa­mi­ly Pray­ers for Ev­ery Day in the Week 1824.

Long­wood (Barn­by) Jo­seph Barn­by, 1872 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Joseph Barnby
(1838–1896)

Father, again in Jesus’ name we meet,
And bow in penitence beneath Your feet;
Again to You our feeble voices raise,
To sue for mercy, and to sing Your praise.

O we would bless You for Your ceaseless care,
And all Your works from day to day declare;
Is not our life with hourly mercies crowned?
Does not Your arm encircle us around?

Alas, unworthy of Your boundless love,
Too oft with careless feet from You we rove;
But now, encouraged by Your voice, we come,
Returning sinners to a Father’s home.

O by that name in whom all fullness dwells,
O by that love which ev’ry love excels,
O by that blood so freely shed for sin,
Open blest mercy’s gate and take us in.