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Side 3 - 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. And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven and in thy sight; and am no more worthy to be called thy son.
Side 8 - A GRAIN of corn an infant's hand May plant upon an inch of land, Whence twenty stalks may spring, and yield Enough to stock a little field. The harvest of that field might then Be multiplied to ten times ten, Which sown thrice more, would furnish bread Wherewith an army might be fed.
Side 8 - Which even the poor man's child may fling Into the treasury of heaven, And make it worth as much as seven. As seven ! nay, worth its weight in gold, And that increased a million fold ; For lo ! a penny tract, if well Applied, may save a soul from hell. That soul can scarce be saved alone, — It must, it will, its bliss make known ; " Come," it will cry, " and you shall see What great things God hath done for me.
Side 11 - shine as the brightness of the firmament, and as the stars for ever and ever.
Side 3 - he arose and came to his Father ; but when he was " yet a great way off, his Father saw him, and had " compassion on him, and ran, and fell on his neck,
Side 8 - AND are there countries far away, Where Bibles never go ? Fruitful, and beautiful, and gay, But lost in sin and woe ! "Go preach my gospel," JESUS said ; " To every creature bear The stream of life, the living bread, And I will bless you there." LORD, let us go, or let us send This word of truth abroad ; Gladly our little help we'll lend, That all may know the LORD.