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Why perish with cold
and with hunger?
There’s plenty for all and to spare
In the beautiful home of thy Father,
And a welcome awaiting thee there.
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s plenty for thee
in thy Father’s home;
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s welcome and love
in thy Father’s home.
Come, wand’rer,
and say to thy Father,
“I’ve sinned against heaven
and Thee;
Not worthy a place
with thy children,
Thy servant I gladly would be.
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s plenty for thee
in thy Father’s home;
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s welcome and love
in thy Father’s home.
Thy Father is waiting
to greet thee,
And watching for thee to return;
His heart is so full
of compassion:
Oh, prodigal, wilt thou not come?
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s plenty for thee
in thy Father’s home;
Come! come! wanderer, come!
There’s welcome and love
in thy Father’s home.
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