Welcome! Wanderer, Welcome! Horatius Bonar, 1883 copyright status is Public Domain Subjects: Invitation, Salvation Scripture: Luke 15:20-24 Welcome! Wanderer, Welcome! [.xml] Ira D. Sankey, 1884 copyright status is Public Domain Key: F Meter: 6.5.6.4.6.5.7.4 Learn about music formats... view sheet music [.pdf] [.sib] stop midi [.mid]	Now playing MIDI. It may take a few seconds to begin. In the land of strangers, Whither thou art gone, Hear a far voice calling, “My son! my son!” Refrain: “Welcome! Wand’rer, welcome! Welcome back to home! Thou hast wandered far away: Come home! come home!” From the land of hunger, Fainting, famished lone, Come to love and gladness, “My son! my son!” Leave the haunts of riot, Wasted, woebegone, Sick at heart and weary, “My son! my son!” See the door still open! Thou art still my own; Eyes of love are on thee, “My son! my son!” Far off thou hast wandered, Wilt thou farther roam? Come, and all is pardoned, “My son! my son!” See the well-spread table, Unforgotten one! Here is rest and plenty, “My son! my son!” Thou art friendless, homeless, Hopeless, and undone; Mine is love unchanging, “My son! my son!”

Welcome! Wanderer, Welcome!

Welcome! Wanderer, Welcome! [.xml]

Key: F

Meter: 6.5.6.4.6.5.7.4

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In the land of strangers,
Whither thou art gone,
Hear a far voice calling,
“My son! my son!”
- Refrain:
  “Welcome! Wand’rer, welcome!
  Welcome back to home!
  Thou hast wandered far away:
  Come home! come home!”
From the land of hunger,
Fainting, famished lone,
Come to love and gladness,
“My son! my son!”
Leave the haunts of riot,
Wasted, woebegone,
Sick at heart and weary,
“My son! my son!”
See the door still open!
Thou art still my own;
Eyes of love are on thee,
“My son! my son!”
Far off thou hast wandered,
Wilt thou farther roam?
Come, and all is pardoned,
“My son! my son!”
See the well-spread table,
Unforgotten one!
Here is rest and plenty,
“My son! my son!”
Thou art friendless, homeless,
Hopeless, and undone;
Mine is love unchanging,
“My son! my son!”