MANY TIMES

IN MY CHILDHOOD

WE'D TRAVEL SO FAR

BY NIGHTFALL

HOW WEARY I'D GROW

FATHER'S ARMS

WOULD SLIP 'ROUND ME

SO GENTLY HE'D SAY

MY CHILD

WE'RE GOING HOME

GOING HOME

I'M GOING HOME

THERE'S NOTHING

TO HOLD ME HERE

WELL I'VE

CAUGHT A GLIMPSE

OF THAT HEAVENLY LAND

PRAISE GOD

I'M GOING HOME

NOW THE TWILIGHT

IS FADING

AND THE DAY

SOON SHALL END

I GET HOMESICK

THE FARTHER I ROAM

BUT MY FATHER

HAS LED ME

EACH STEP OF THE WAY

AND NOW

WE'RE GOING HOME

GOING HOME

I'M GOING HOME

THERE'S NOTHING

TO HOLD ME HERE

WELL I'VE

CAUGHT A GLIMPSE

OF THAT HEAVENLY LAND

PRAISE GOD

I'M GOING HOME

WELL I'VE

CAUGHT A GLIMPSE

OF THAT HEAVENLY LAND

PRAISE GOD PRAISE GOD

PRAISE GOD

I'M GOING HOME