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Let him return unto the Lord.
Isaiah 55:7.
Return, O wanderer, now return,
And seek thy Father’s face;
Those new desires which in thee burn
Were kindled by his grace.
2 Return, O wanderer, now return!
He hears thy humble sigh!
He sees thy softened spirit mourn,
When no one else is nigh.
3 Return, O wanderer, now return!
Thy Saviour bids thee live;
Go to his feet, and grateful learn
How freely he’ll forgive.
4 Return, O wanderer, now return!
And wipe the falling tear;
Thy Father calls—no longer mourn,
’Tis love invites thee near.
Collyer.