Love for all! and can it be?

Can I hope it is for me?

I, who strayed so long ago,

Strayed so far, and fell so low!

2 I, the disobedient child,

Wayward, passionate and wild;

I, who left my Father’s home

In forbidden ways to roam!

3 I, who spurned his loving hold,

I, who would not be controlled;

I, who would not hear his call,

I, the willful prodigal!

4 I, who wasted and misspent

Every talent he had lent;

I, who sinned again, again,

Giving every passion rein!

5 To my Father can I go?

At his feet myself I’ll throw,

In his house there yet may be

Place, a servant’s place, for me.

6 See, my Father waiting stands;

See, he reaches out his hands;

God is love! I know, I see,

Love for me—yes, even me.