Come Home, Prodigal

1. Unto thy Father's dwelling,
O prodigal, return;
His matchless, wondrous mercy,
Do not in madness spurn.
Thou'rt sick at heart, and weary,
O then, why longer roam?
For now in love thy Father
Is calling, "Son, come home."

Chorus:
"Come home, prodigal,
Come home, prodigal;
Thy Father calls, thy Father calls,
"Come home"; Come home, prodigal,
Come home, prodigal;
Thy Father calls, thy Father calls, "Come home."

2. Thy substance all is wasted,
On husks thou fain wouldst feed;
Why perish there with hunger,
As soon thou wilt indeed?
Forsake the land of famine,
Of sorrow and of care,
And seek thy Father's country;
He will receive thee there. [Chorus]

3. He cometh now to meet thee,
While thou art far away;
And waiteth to embrace thee,
And words of pardon say.
Return, and this commandment
Thro' loyal hearts shall sound:
Rejoice, O men and angels!
My son, long lost is found! [Chorus]

4. O wondrous is the mercy
He hath already shown,
And wondrous the affection
That such a son would own;
Or do not slight His goodness,
So boundless and so free,
But haste and seek His favor
While yet He calls for thee. [Chorus]

Source: The Gospel Awakening: a collection of original and selected "hymns and spiritual songs" for the use in gospel meetings everywhere #112