Молодежный 2015 · № 343
I’ve wandered far away from God
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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.
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Coming home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam,
Open wide Thine arms of love,
Lord, I'm coming home.
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I've wasted many precious years, now I'm coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears, Lord, I'm coming home.
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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.
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My soul is sick, my heart is sore, now I'm coming home;
My strength renew, my hope restore, Lord, I'm coming home.
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My only hope, my only plea, now I'm coming home;
That Jesus died, and died for me. Lord, I'm coming home.
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I need His cleansing blood, I know, now I'm coming home;
O wash me whiter than the snow, Lord, I'm coming home.