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Clip from Brother John:

4) Brother John (4:31)

(Words and Music by Randall Penberthy)

(©2013 Randall Penberthy)


Mike Herndon – Bass Guitar

Randall Penberthy – Lead Vocal & Acoustic Guitar

Jonathan Romanko – Violin

Matthew Romanko – Banjo

Terry Romanko – Backup Vocal & Mandolin




Our Family lived a simple life, down on the old homeplace

Trusting in our Savior, blessed by His saving grace.

At night when work was over, we'd bow our heads and pray

We'd join hands round the table, thankful for the day.


My brother John was twenty one when he said he'd had enough

"I'm tired of being a farmer, the work is just too tough."

He'd always had these big ideas of being out on his own,

He wanted more excitement, the urge was there to roam.


I saw him talkin' to Dad one day, standin' out in the yard,

My Dad was tryin' to reason, I could see it hit him hard.

John's mind was made, he wouldn't stay, he planned to leave that day,

So he took what he had comin', then turned and walked away.


The years went by, and Dad would cry, praying for his boy,

I knew his heart was broken, in him there was no joy.

I'd see him staring o'er the fields, his eyes filled with tears,

Hoping, always hoping, faithful through the years.


A stranger happened by one day, stopped in to say hello,

He said he'd seen my brother, who's sins had brought him low,

He told about his tattered clothes, a body racked with pain,

Sleeping in a pig sty, out in the pouring rain.


But then, one day, to my surprise, I heard him call my name.

We both had seen him coming, while he yet was far away.

Dad threw his arms around him, his lost boy had come home,

There was no hesitation, forgiven, welcomed home.


How much we're like the prodigal son, how oft we go astray

How much we need our Savior, to guide us through the day.

How very fortunate we are when we receive God's grace,

How blest to be forgiven, oh, praise His Holy name.

How blest to be forgiven, oh, praise His Holy name!


“The Lord gave us free will – love is not love without the freedom to choose to love.  But, even while we were dead in sin, the Father loved us (Rom. 5:8).  His will is for us to be with him in Glory Land (2 Peter 3:9).  Just like the story of the Prodigal Son (Luke 15:11-32), God waits steadfastly for us, and rejoices when we realize His love.”


“In Luke Chapter 15 starting with verse 11 Christ passes on a story about a man whose younger son demanded his inheritance early. The son proceeded to squander it in a distant country, and ended up hiring himself out to a “pagan” who relegated him to feeding detestable pigs.  The ironic thing is that at this point the son wished he could eat so well. He came to his senses, and purposed in his mind to go back to his father in repentance, not expecting anything more than to ask his father to make him one of his hired men.  The words of the son to the father were (Luke 15:21) “Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight; I am no longer worthy to be called your son”.  The father restored the boy and celebrated with a feast. If you have wandered from the Lord, or if you have never come to the Lord in repentance and faith, do so now, do so today. Your Father in Heaven is waiting to say (Luke 15:24) “this son of mine was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.””


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