Who’ll Send the News?

Angels are wait­ing to bear the news

Up to the courts above

Of some poor wan­d’rer now com­ing home

Seeking a Fa­ther’s love.

There will be joy

will be joy in Heav’n

There will be joy above

Over the wan­d’rer re­turn­ing home

Seeking a Fa­ther’s love.

Jesus is rea­dy

O heed His call

Come

wea­ry ones

and rest;

Nothing is want­ing

there’s room for all

Now be for­ev­er blest.

Riches de­ceive you

and friend­ships fail

Here’s no abid­ing home;

Earth’s joys are tran­si­ent

and cares as­sail

Come

weary wan­d’rer

come.

O

what an an­them will an­gels sing!

How throb their hearts with love!

E’en now they’re wait­ing

and on the wing

Who’ll send the news ab­ove?