Lord, I’m Coming Home

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—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.