I'VE wandered far away from God, Now I'm coming home; The path of sin too long I've trod, Lord I'm coming home.

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.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

I'm tired of sin and straying, Lord, Now I'm coming home; I'll trust Thy love, believe Thy Word, Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide Thine arms of love, 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.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

My only hope, my only plea, Now I'm coming home; That Jesus died, and died for me. Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.

I need His cleansing blood, I know, Now I'm coming home; O wash me whiter than the snow, Lord, I'm coming home.

Coming home, coming home, Nevermore to roam; Open wide Thine arms of love, Lord, I'm coming home.