1 O wand’rer, come to the Father’s home!
Why wilt thou further roam?
There’s joy and rest for the weary breast
In the Father’s home.

Refrain:
Then come to the Father’s home;
No longer sadly roam;
There’s joy and rest for the weary breast
In the Father’s home.

2 Why linger away on the mountains cold?
Why friendless and hopeless roam?
There’s bread to spare, and there’s room for all,
In the Father’s home. [Refrain]

3 O come, and taste of the Father’s love;
Return, no more to roam;
For loved ones wait at the golden gate
Of the Father’s home. [Refrain]

4 Then come and rest in your Father’s house,
Beneath its shelt’ring dome;
There’s joy and peace that shall never cease
In the Father’s home. [Refrain]