by mountainmama » Thu Apr 20, 2006 2:31 pm
Going Home
Many times in my childhood we travelled so far,
By nightfall how weary I'd grown.
Father's arms would slip 'round me, he'd gently say,
"My son, we're going home."
Chorus:
Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing to hold me here.
I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land.
Praise God! I am going home.
Now the twilight is fading and the day soon shall end.
I get homesick the farther I roam.
But my Father has led me each step of the way
And now I am going home.
(Repeat chorus)
Hope this helps!
Going Home
Many times in my childhood we travelled so far,
By nightfall how weary I'd grown.
Father's arms would slip 'round me, he'd gently say,
"My son, we're going home."
Chorus:
Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing to hold me here.
I've caught a glimpse of that heavenly land.
Praise God! I am going home.
Now the twilight is fading and the day soon shall end.
I get homesick the farther I roam.
But my Father has led me each step of the way
And now I am going home.
(Repeat chorus)
Hope this helps!