You’ve wandered far away from God;
Won’t you come on home?
The path of sin too long you’ve trod;
Won’t you come on home?
Coming home
coming home
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love;
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.
I’ve wasted many precious years;
Now I’m coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears;
Lord
I’m coming home.
Coming home
coming home!
Nevermore to roam!
With Him evermore I’ll dwell
In the Father’s 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.
I need His cleansing blood
I know
Now I’m coming home;
O wash me whiter than the snow;
Lord
I’m coming home.