I will arise and go to my father. Luke 15:18
The wonderful love the father bestowed
On him who returned from worldly embrace,
Doth plainly foreshow how Christ will receive
The penitent soul that trusts in His grace.
Oh, prodigal, turn from folly and vice,
Oh, wander no more in sorrow and shame;
Repent of your sins, arise and return,
The Father awaits the lost to reclaim.
Away from your home and kindness so dear,
You long have remained ’mid hunger and cold;
There’s shelter and bread enough, and to spare,
Come hasten away, and enter the fold.
Oh, come and enjoy the bountiful feast,
The pardon and love, the mercy and grace;
Thro’ Jesus alone, who died to redeem
The fallen and lost, the sin-ruined race.