I’ve wandered far away from God
Now I’m coming home;
The paths of sin too long I’ve trod
Lord
I’m coming home.
Coming home
coming home
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love;
Lord
I’m coming home.
I’ve wasted many precious years
Now I’m coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears
Lord
I’m coming home.
I’m tired of sin and straying
Lord
Now I’m coming home;
I’ll trust Thy love
believe Thy word;
Lord
I’m coming home.
My soul is sick
my heart is sore
Now I’m coming home;
My strength renew
my hope restore:
Lord
I’m coming home.
My only hope
my only plea
Now I’m coming home;
That Jesus died
and died for me;
Lord
I’m coming home.
I need His cleansing blood
I know
Now I’m coming home;
O wash me whiter than the snow;
Lord
I’m coming home.