WANDERER from thy Father's home, So full of sin, so far away, Wilt thou any longer roam? Oh, wilt thou not return to-day? @3Wilt@1 thou? Oh, He knows it all, Thy Father sees, He meets thee here! @3Wilt@1 thou? Hear His tender call, 'Return, return!' while He is near. He is here! His loving voice Hath reached thee, though so far away! He is waiting to rejoice, O wandering one, o'er thee to-day. Waiting, waiting to bestow His perfect pardon, full and free; Waiting, waiting till thou know His wealth of love for thee, for thee! Rise and go! Thy Father waits To welcome and receive and bless; Thou shalt tread His palace gates In royal robes of righteousness. Thine shall be His heart of love, And thine His smile, and thine His home, Thine His joy, all joys above— O wandering child, no longer roam! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CASABIANCA by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS SONNET: 22. TO THE SAME [CYRIACK SKINNER] by JOHN MILTON THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 48 by OMAR KHAYYAM THE IDEA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON SLEEPING BEAUTY by LOUISE VICTORINE ACKERMANN WITH A COPY OF CALVERLEY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS STAGE SETTING KANSAS by BERNICE GIBBS ANDERSON |