THE PRODIGAL.
YYc all have a heart for the prodigal boy, That was caught in sin’s mad whirl, And we welcome him back with songs of joy. We all have a heart for the prodigal boy; For the boy there was ever an open door, And a father’s bounteous fare, And though he was wretched, sick and poor, He is sure of a welcome there. But what of the girl who has gone astray, Who lost in the battle with sin? Say, do we forgive in the same sweet way We’ve always forgiven him? Does the door stand ajar as if to say, Come, enter, you need not fear? It’s been open thus since you went away, Now on to the second year. Or with a hand of cruel pride, Do we dose and bolt the door, And swear while heaven and earth abide, She shall enter here no more? O Christ, it seems we have never learned The lesson writ in the sand, For ever yet the woman is spurned, And stoned in a Christian land. Down into the slough we hurl her back, Then turn around with a smile, And welcome the boy from the sinful track, Though his was the life most vile.
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White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 249, 18 March 1916, Page 11
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206THE PRODIGAL. White Ribbon, Volume 21, Issue 249, 18 March 1916, Page 11
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