Glad Tidings, My Brother, for You

Glad tid­ings

my bro­ther

glad tid­ings I bring

Of man­sions pre­pared ov­er there;

By One who knows well

All thy heart’s deep de­sire

And lists to thy heart’s faint­est pray­er.

Glad tid­ings

my bro­ther

for you

Your Fa­ther is call­ing to­day;

A place He’s pre­pared

And a glad wel­come home

O come and no long­er de­lay!

Your Fa­ther is call­ing you home

Is ten­der­ly call­ing you home;

Then turn not away

But come while you may

O come to your Fa­ther and home!

Glad tid­ings

my bro­ther

glad tid­ings I bring

A mes­sage so ten­der and true;

Your Fa­ther is call­ing

And bids you re­turn

His heart is now yearn­ing for you.

Glad tid­ings

my bro­ther

glad tid­ings I bring

God’s promis­es nev­er can fail;

They’re sealed by the blood

Of His cru­ci­fied Son

The blood that will ev­er avail.