I wandered once in sin’s dark night,
Nor would to God be reconciled;
He led me to His glorious light,
And loved me as His child.
My Father loves His erring child,
And guards me when the storm is wild;
There’s naught can move me from His love:
Where’er I wander I’m His child.
Whene’er I go from Him astray,
To steep my soul in sin’s dark stain,
He seeks me out by night and day,
And brings me home again.
He promised He would be my stay,
When death shall bid my soul to come;
My head upon His arm I’ll lay,
Till I am safe at home.