1 Afar from Heaven thy feet have wandered,
Afar from God thy soul has strayed;
His gifts in sin thy hand has squandered,
Yet still in love he calls thee home.
God is near thee. tell the story;
He will hear thy tale of sorrow,
God is near thee, and in mercy
He will welcome thy return.
2 Thy feet have found sin’s way is thorny,
Thy heart has found its pleasures vain,
Thou hast grown weary, and about thee
The gloom has spread of dark despair.
3 The broken heart the Lord will favour,
The contrite spirit he will bless;
He came to be the lost one’s Saviour,
He came to be the sinner’s friend.
4 Tell out thy need, and he’ll befriend thee,
Pour out thy heart’s deep grief to him,
His boundless love, unmeasured mercy,
His free forgiveness are for thee.
|First Line:||Afar from Heaven thy feet have wandered|
|Author:||Richard Slater (1854-1939)|
|Refrain First Line:||God is near thee. tell the story|
|Topic:||The gospel: Invitation|