The Prodigal Child (Gates)

lyricist: Ellen Gates, before 1876
Composer: Howard Doane

Come home! come home!

You are wea­ry at heart

For the way has been dark

And so lone­ly and wild.

O pro­di­gal child!

Come home! oh come home!

Come home!

Come

oh come home!

Come home! come home!

For we watch and we wait

And we stand at the gate

While the sha­dows are piled.

O pro­di­gal child!

Come home! oh come home!

Come home! come home!

From the sor­row and blame

From the sin and the shame

And the tempt­er that smiled

O pro­di­gal child!

Come home! oh come home!

Come home! come home!

There is bread and to spare

And a warm wel­come there

Then

to friends re­con­ciled

O pro­di­gal child!

Come home! oh come home!

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