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.
Chorus:
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.
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.
My soul is sick, my heart is sore, now I’m coming home;
My strength renew, my hope restore, Lord, I’m coming home.