Coming Home

I’ve wandered far away from God,now I’m coming home. The paths of sintoo 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 repentwith bitter tears, Lord, I’m coming home.

Hosea

Come back to me with all your heart.Don’t let fear keep us apart. Trees do bend,‘though straight and tall; so must we to others’ call. Long have I waited for your coming,home to me and living deeply our new life. The wilderness will lead you to your heartwhere I will speak. Integrity and justice,with tenderness, … Read more