I AM GOING HOME

Many times in my childhood, 
when we travelled so far,
By nightfall how weary
I’d grown
Father’s arm would slip around me,
So gently He’d say,
my child we’re going home.

CHORUS
Going home, I am going home
There is nothing to hold me here,
While I’ve caught a glimpse
of that heavenly land,
Praise God, I am going home.

Now the twilight is fading
and the day soon will end
I get homesick for Father I long
But my Father has led me
each step of the way
And now we’re going home.

Oh my heart gets so heavy
and I’m longing to see,
All my loved ones and friends
I have known
Every step draws me nearer
to the land of my dreams,
Praise God I am going home.