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.

Refrain

There will be joy, will be joy in Heav’n,
There will be joy above,
Over the wan­d’rer re­turn­ing home,
Seeking a Fa­ther’s love.

Jesus is rea­dy, O heed His call,
Come, wea­ry ones, and rest;
Nothing is want­ing, there’s room for all,
Now be for­ev­er blest.

Refrain

Riches de­ceive you, and friend­ships fail,
Here’s no abid­ing home;
Earth’s joys are tran­si­ent, and cares as­sail,
Come, weary wan­d’rer, come.

Refrain

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?

Refrain