Brother, hast thou wandered far
From thy Father’s happy home,
With thyself and God at war?
Turn thee, brother; homeward come.
Hast thou wasted all the powers
God for noble uses gave?
Squandered life’s most golden hours?
Turn thee, brother; God can save!
Is a mighty famine now
In thy heart and in thy soul?
Discontent upon thy brow?
Turn thee; God will make thee whole.
He can heal thy bitterest wound,
He thy gentlest prayer can hear;
Seek Him, for He may be found;
Call upon Him; He is near.