Classic Poem

Tenderly Jesus is calling today,
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come,
Lovingly pointing my feet in the way,
Wanderer, come to Jesus,
Come, for the feast is prepared on high,
Come, for the evening is drawing nigh;
Come, for the harvest is passing by,
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come!
Cold is the storm on the mountain so wild,
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come,
Dearly he loveth thee, poor wayward child,
Wanderer, come to Jesus,
Long thou hast wandered afar from home,
Long he has followed thee, calling “come.”
Why from his love and compassion roam?
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come!
He has a mansion in glory above,
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come,
Where you shall dwell with the ransomed in love,
Wanderer, come to Jesus,
Soon will the shadows so dark and deep
Fall, and the storms of the night shall sweep
Wildly around thee, and thou shalt weep,
Wanderer, come, wanderer, come!