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Oh, listen to the wanderer
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| 1. | Oh, listen to the wanderer |
| | In whom there was a lack; |
| | Then hearken to the song he sings |
| | And follow in his track. |
| | Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, |
| | Praise the Lord, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! |
| | Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, |
| | I'll never be the same! |
| 2. | A wanderer within the world |
| | For pleasure ever seeks; |
| | Be it in body or in mind, |
| | With vanity it reeks. |
| 3. | For self I labored day and night, |
| | My castles build in sand; |
| | But, praise the Lord, He wrecked them all- |
| | Much better things He planned. |
| 4. | Once all for self-confused, alone, |
| | How could I bear the shame? |
| | But now within the local church |
| | I'll never be the same. |
| 5. | I am a happy member now |
| | Within the local church. |
| | A wanderer has found his home |
| | And ended all his search. |
| 6. | I was an individualist, |
| | An island in myself; |
| | But now the Lord is building me |
| | With other in Himself |
| 7. | I'm drawn together with His own |
| | In fellowship so sweet. |
| | I've learned from others to receive |
| | Of Christ whene'er we meet. |
| 8. | My wanderings have really ceased- |
| | I've found the church, God's best! |
| | The secret of my happiness- |
| | Enjoying God's own rest! |