1 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. 2 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, Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I'm coming home. 3 I've tired of sin and
straying, Lord, Now I'm coming home; I'll trust Thy
love, believe Thy word, Lord, I'm coming home.
Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam, Open
wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.
4 My soul is sick, my heart is sore, Now I'm coming
home; My strength renew, my hope restore, Lord, I'm
coming home. Coming home, coming home, Nevermore
to roam, Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm
coming home.
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