His Wandering Love
Why do you stray o' fairest soul
Your lover seeks for your heart
Words aren't enough sometimes for the broken
The road is too lonely to wonder
The ear desires the sweetest tune
How long will you stray to find home
Is His hand to far to reach?
The bee won't miss its comb
Do the wanderer have no time for love?
Rest He craves for you in His bosom
A wonder it might seem when far from rest
Jesus calls now, come home
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