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