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 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.
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.
I need His cleansing blood, I know, Now I’m coming home; O wash me whiter than the snow. Lord, I’m coming home.
Coming home, Coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide thine arms of love. Lord, I’m coming home.