The Prodigal Child

1 O, prodigal, come, I am waiting,
Why tarry on mountains so bare?
Why perish with cold and with hunger?
There's bread enough yet and to spare.

Refrain:
Come home, Come home,
O prodigal child, come home,
And squander thy substance no longer;
O prodigal child, come home.

2 O, prodigal, come, I am waiting,
The Savior said sweetly and low;
Thy sins tho' they be red as scarlet,
I'll make them as white as the snow. [Refrain]

3 O, prodigal, come, I am waiting,
From pleasures of sin turn away;
Make haste and come back to thy Father,
Thy soul may be lost in delay! [Refrain]

4 O, prodigal, come, I am waiting,
Eternity now draweth nigh;
Return and believe on the Savior,
And thou shalt have treasures on high. [Refrain]

Source: Crowning Glory No. 1: a choice collection of gospel hymns #17