Love for all! and can it be?
Can I hope it is for me?
I, who strayed so long ago,
Strayed so far, and fell so low!

I, the disobedient child,
Wayward, passionate, and wild;
I, who left my Fa­ther’s home
In forbidden ways to roam!

I, who spurned His loving hold,
I, who would not be controlled;
I, who would not hear His call,
I, the willful prodigal!

I, who wasted and misspent
Every talent He had lent;
I, who sinned again, again,
Giving every passion reign!

To my Fa­ther can I go?
At His feet myself I’ll throw,
In His house there yet may be
Place, a servant’s place, for me.

See, my Fa­ther waiting stands;
See, He reaches out His hands;
God is love! I know, I see
There is love for me—even me!