I was lost and mad­ly wan­d’ring,
Farther, far­ther did I roam,
When I heard a sweet voice call­ing:
Child of Mine, come home, come home!

Oh, the love di­vine that sought me,
Love that would not let me go;
Love sur­pass­ing that of mo­ther,
Calling me from sin and woe.

Yet I heeded not the mes­sage,
Tho’ it deep­ly touched my heart;
In my sin I still found plea­sure,
E’en while ach­ing from its smart.

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Still He called me—soft­ly called me,
Followed me far o’er the wild;
Day by day I heard Him call­ing,
Oh! come home, come home, My child.

Refrain

Thus He sought me, wooed and won me,
As a lov­er woos his bride;
Now with Him I’m safe abid­ing,
Walking close­ly by His side.

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