1 On joyful feet love runs to meet,
When the prodigal comes home;
And happy tears blot out past years,
When the prodigal comes home.

Refrain:
When the prodigal comes home,
When the prodigal comes home,
Oh, he will meet a welcome sweet,
When the prodigal comes home.

2 No smile too bright, no robe too white,
When the prodigal comes home;
Of all the best he is possest,
When the prodigal comes home. [Refrain]

3 He joins the feast, the honored guest,
When the prodigal comes home;
Glad hearts give birth to boundless mirth,
When the prodigal comes home. [Refrain]

4 Loud chant the throng a glorious song,
When the prodigal comes home;
O blessed sound! “The lost is found!”
When the prodigal comes home. [Refrain]