Oh, listen to the wanderer (Hymn 1235)

Verse 1: Oh, listen to the wanderer In whom there was a lack; Then hearken to the song he sings And follow in his track. Verse 2: A wanderer within the world For pleasure ever seeks; Be it in body or in mind, With vanity it reeks. Verse 3: For self I labored day and night, My castles built in sand; But, praise the Lord, He wrecked them all— Much better things He planned. Verse 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. Verse 5: I am a happy member now Within the local church. A wanderer has found his home And ended all his search. Verse 6: I was an individualist, An island in myself; But now the Lord is building me With others in Himself. Verse 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. Verse 8: My wanderings have really ceased— I've found the church, God's best! The secret of my happiness— Enjoying God's own rest!