I Will Arise and Go To My Father

I’ve wandered from my Father’s house

A weary weary way

Over barren Places

My feet have gone astray

I have suffered cold and hunger

Far from His Loving care

While in His habitation

There is food and warmth to spare

 

I’ve fed upon the husks of sin

Within the strangers gates

While over for my coming

A loving Father waits

He has waited long to greet me

Is waiting still I know

The robe, the ring, the feast prepared

I will arise and go

 

O may His eyes behold me

As I journey from afar

May He meet me on the highway

Set the entrance gates ajar

May His heart be tender towards me

And His words of welcome kind

As I murmur on His bosom

O Father I have sinned

 

Let me serve thee as a hireling

As the lowest menial even

For I have sinned before thee

And offended against Heaven

I’ve squandered mine inheritance

And fed among the swine

And I am not more worthy

To be called a child of Thine

 

But take away these rags of sin

And clothe me in Thy grace

Put the best robe upon me

The robe of righteousness

Then let me with Thy lowliest

Thy humblest servant be

So that Thou smile upon me

It is enough for me.