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.

Coming home [2] never more 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.