1 Long I've wander'd from the Master,
O'er the mountains far away,
But I hear his sweet voice calling,
Weary child, come home to-day.
Refrain:
Like a strain of heav'nly music,
From the land of endless day,
Comes that low, sweet voice entreating,
Come, my child, come home to-day.
2 Father, I am coming, coming,
Thy dear face I almost see;
Blessed tho't that tho' I wander'd,
Thou didst still remember me. [Refrain]
3 Father, tho' I am unworthy,
E'en to speak a name so sweet,
Bowing down in humble rev'rence,
I would worship at thy feet. [Refrain]
Source: Light and Life: a collection of new hymns and tunes for sunday schools, prayer meetings, praise meetings and revival meetings #14