Come near and eat with them,
Publicans and sinners.
Go out to carry them home
On Your shoulders, rejoicing.
Lord, carry them home.
Where is the one lost coin?
Yes, You have the nine,
But the one You must find.
Dear Spirit, You're sweeping
All over the earth.
Have mercy on mankind!
He's fallen to the pigs' pen.
When will he return?
Dear Father, just kiss them,
Your sons coming home.
Clothe him with the best robe
And kill the fatted calf
And eat and be merry —
He was lost, but found,
Was dead, but now he lives.