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Like a wayward child I wandered
From my Father’s house away,
But I hear His voice entreating,
And I’m coming home today.
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Coming, coming home,
Coming, coming home,
For I can no longer roam;
I am sad and broken hearted,
And I’m coming, coming home!
I have wandered in the darkness,
And my path was lone and drear,
But my Father did not leave me,
He was watching ever near.
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O the rapture that awaits me
When I reach my Father’s door!
Once within its blest enclosure,
I am safe forevermore.
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I will ask Him to forgive me
For the wrong that I have done,
To receive, accept and bless me,
Through His well belovèd Son.
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