I trust in Your unfailing love. Psalm 13:5
I was lost and madly wand’ring,
Farther, farther did I roam,
When I heard a sweet voice calling:
Child of Mine, come home, come home!
Oh, the love divine that sought me,
Love that would not let me go;
Love surpassing that of mother,
Calling me from sin and woe.
Yet I heeded not the message,
Tho’ it deeply touched my heart;
In my sin I still found pleasure,
E’en while aching from its smart.
Still He called me—softly called me,
Followed me far o’er the wild;
Day by day I heard Him calling,
Oh! come home, come home, My child.
Thus He sought me, wooed and won me,
As a lover woos his bride;
Now with Him I’m safe abiding,
Walking closely by His side.