Lord, I'm Coming Home

William J. Kirkpatrick, pub.1892

 

I致e wandered far away from God,
Now I知 coming home;
The paths of sin too long I致e trod,
Lord, I知 coming home.
 

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

I致e wasted many precious years,
Now I知 coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears,
Lord, I知 coming home.

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

I知 tired of sin and straying, Lord,
Now I知 coming home;
I値l trust Thy love, believe Thy word,
Lord, I知 coming home.

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

My soul is sick, my heart is sore,
Now I知 coming home;
My strength renew, my home restore,
Lord, I知 coming home.

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

My only hope, my only plea,
Now I知 coming home;
That Jesus died, and died for me,
Lord, I知 coming home.

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

I need His cleansing blood I know,
Now I知 coming home;
Oh, wash me whiter than the snow,
Lord, I知 coming home.

Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I知 coming home.

 

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