14. Come home, my child, to-day

1 Long I've wander'd from the Master,
O'er the mountains far away,
But I hear his sweet voice calling,
Weary child, come home to-day.

Refrain:
Like a strain of heav'nly music,
From the land of endless day,
Comes that low, sweet voice entreating,
Come, my child, come home to-day.

2 Father, I am coming, coming,
Thy dear face I almost see;
Blessed tho't that tho' I wander'd,
Thou didst still remember me. [Refrain]

3 Father, tho' I am unworthy,
E'en to speak a name so sweet,
Bowing down in humble rev'rence,
I would worship at thy feet. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Long I've wander'd from the Master
Title: Come home, my child, to-day
Author: Eliza M. Sherman
Refrain First Line: Like a strain of heav'nly music
Language: English
Publication Date: 1881
Tune Information
Name: [Long I've wander'd from the Master]
Composer: R. G. Staples
Key: B♭ Major



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