He will not cast you away, poor Ephraim-- only come back to him. He will not despise you, though you have plunged yourself in the mire and dirt, though you are covered from head to foot with filthiness.
Come back, poor prodigal, come back, come back!
Your father calls you. Hearken poor backslider!
Come at once to him whose arms are ready to receive you.
~Charles Spurgeon~