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
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
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?
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