In the land of strangers
Whither thou art gone
Hear a far voice calling
My son! my son!
Welcome
wand’rer
welcome!
Welcome back to home!
Thou hast wandered far away:
Come home! come home!
From the land of hunger
Fainting
famished lone
Come to love and gladness
My son! my son!
Leave the haunts of riot
Wasted
woebegone
Sick at heart and weary
My son! my son!
See the door still open!
Thou art still my own;
Eyes of love are on thee
My son! my son!
Far off thou hast wandered
Wilt thou farther roam?
Come
and all is pardoned
My son! my son!
See the well-spread table
Unforgotten one!
Here is rest and plenty
My son! my son!
Thou art friendless
homeless
Hopeless
and undone;
Mine is love unchanging
My son! my son!