Sinner, hast thou wandered far
From the Father’s happy home,
With thyself and God at war?
Turn thee, sinner! homeward come!

Hast thou wasted all the powers
God for nobler uses gave
Squander’d life’s most golden hours?
Turn thee, sinner! Christ can save!

He can heal thy bitt’rest wound;
He the feeblest prayer will hear:
Seek Him while He may be found,
Call upon Him He is near!