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 
Chorus Coming home, coming home Never more to roam Open wide thine arms of God Lord, I’m coming home 
I’ve wasted many precious years, I now repent with bitter tears, 
I’m tired of sin and straying, Lord, I’ll trust Thy love, believe Thy word, 
My soul is sick, my heart is sore, My strength renew, my hope restore, 
My only hope, my only plea, That Jesus died, and died for me, 
I need His cleansing blood I know, Oh wash me whiter than the snow, 
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