Savior, I Am Coming Home

I had wan­dered far from Je­sus

On the mount­ains

sad and lone

But I heard the Spir­it call­ing:

Savior

now I’m com­ing home.

Savior

I am com­ing home;

Full of sin and wound­ed sore

Let me lean upon Thy bo­som

I will leave Thee nev­er­more.

I am poor

and weak

and sin­ful;

Earthly trea­sures I have none

But I know Thou wilt re­ceive me

Savior

I am com­ing home.

All my guilt I come con­fess­ing

All my griefs to Thee make known;

Thou hast pur­chased my re­demp­tion

Savior

I am com­ing home.

Thou hast died for me

my Sav­ior

For my sin Thou didst atone.

Wondrous thought: O love so bound­less!

Savior

I am com­ing home.

When this mor­tal life is ov­er

When the toils of earth are done

Let me rest with Thee

my Sav­ior

In that blest

eter­nal home.