Back in the 1970s, I was in my room in the barracks at Whiteman Air Force Base in Missouri. I heard a song being sung, and I looked around and no radio was on.
Fast forward to Dec. 13, 2018…
I heard Brother Phil Benyola play No. 234 in The Songs of Zion, “Hurry Home, Son,” in church for the first time, and we started singing the song. I remember thinking, “I have heard this song before…the words and the music.”
I was getting out of the Air Force in October 1976, and that morning, I heard the music and a chorus of angels singing it.
When I heard brother Phil play that song, it brought tears to my eyes, and the memory was brought back to my mind when I heard it sung over 46 years prior.
Now, I have the song to read and sing, too, for the rest of my life.
234. HURRY HOME, SON
Our nation rages, our country cries,
Few seem to see our day or recognize.
But God is calling, “Come and be saved,”
The highway home awaits, the pathway paved.
The dark’ning skies say that something brews,
With warning voices heard now on the news.
“Trouble,” they say, son, is nigh at hand.
God’s judgments looming now across the land.
Oh, hurry home, son, the sky grows dark,
Time soon is gone, my son, run to the ark.
Avoid the chasm, the deep abyss,
The prophets spoke about a day like this.
So hurry home, son, oh hurry home,
Run while you can, son, no longer roam.
God calls His children where’er they be,
So hurry home, son, to God and Me.
© 2018 Arlene Lea Buffington
“I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants. And 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 15:18-20)
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