The Prodigal Child

Verse 1

The Savior invites you, poor wanderer, come, The Father is waiting to welcome you home; Now cease from your wand’ring, so lonely and wild, Return to your Father, O prodigal child.

Chorus

O come, trembling mourner, oh, come, and be blest, Here lay down your burden that you may find rest. Be cleansed from your sin, and to God reconciled, Return to your Father, O prodigal child.

Verse 2

Return to the Father who holds you so dear; Say, why will you perish when plenty is near? Tho’ poor and unworthy, with sin all defiled, The Father will welcome His prodigal child.

Verse 3

Poor wanderer, haste, for the night draweth nigh; Say, will you linger still there in darkness and die? Oh, leave the lone desert, where shadows are piled; Return to your Father, O prodigal child.