LYRICS
| Meter: | 9 9 9 5 and refrain
| | Writer(s): | Alfred Henry Ackley
| | Transl/Adapt: |
| | Dates: | 1917
| | Bible Refs: | Lk 15:18
|
| 1. Vile and sinful tho’ my heart may be,
Fully trusting Lord, I come to Thee;
Thou hast pow’r to cleanse
and make me free,
I am coming home.
Refrain.
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.
2. Like a father seeks a wayward child,
Thou hast sought me
o’er the desert wild,
Sick and helpless, by my sin defiled,
I am coming home.
Refrain.
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.
3. Pleading tenderly, His voice I hear,
Why should I refuse a friend so dear?
He will take away my guilt and fear,
I am coming home.
Refrain.
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.
4. Precious blood of Jesus,
may its flow
Cleanse from evil,
wash me white as snow;
There is hope alone in Thee, I know,
I am coming home.
Refrain.
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.
5. Tell my mother what
her boy has done,
God has spoken to her wayward son;
To be faithful till my crown is won,
I am coming home.
Refrain.
Coming home, coming home,
No longer in the path of sin to roam;
I’m coming home, coming home,
Lord Jesus, I am coming home.
|