by wandal » Fri Mar 23, 2018 4:10 am
For many long years
I've traveled this road
I'm weary and tired of
carrying my load;
Oh, yes, I've been
tempted by Satan to bow,
But I'm too near home
to turn back now.
CHORUS
Almost home, I'm almost home!
I know my race is almost run
Thur troubles and sorrow
I've already come,
Soon I will be hearing,
"My child well done!"
2
I stand at the river
that homeland I see,
A beautiful mansion that's
built just for me;
Just a few more evenings,
then morning will dawn,
My journey all
ended and I'll be home.
For many long years
I've traveled this road
I'm weary and tired of
carrying my load;
Oh, yes, I've been
tempted by Satan to bow,
But I'm too near home
to turn back now.
CHORUS
Almost home, I'm almost home!
I know my race is almost run
Thur troubles and sorrow
I've already come,
Soon I will be hearing,
"My child well done!"
2
I stand at the river
that homeland I see,
A beautiful mansion that's
built just for me;
Just a few more evenings,
then morning will dawn,
My journey all
ended and I'll be home.