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;
I’ve wasted many precious years
I now repent with bitter tears
I’m tired of sin and straying
I’ll trust Thy love
believe Thy word;
My soul is sick
my heart is sore
My strength renew
my hope restore:
My only hope
my only plea
That Jesus died
and died for me;
I need His cleansing blood
I know
O wash me whiter than the snow;
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