
Date of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: Spring House
Song language: English
Going Home |
Many times in my in child hood when weve traveled so far |
By nightfall how weary I’d grown |
Fathers arms would slip around me and gently he’d say |
My child were going home |
Going home, I’m going home |
There is nothing to hold me here |
I’ve caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land |
Praise God, I’m going home |
Now the twilight is fading, the day soon shall end |
Lord, I get homesick, the farther I roam |
But the Father has led me each step of the way |
And now I’m going home |
Going home, I’m going home |
There is nothing to hold me here |
I’ve caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land |
Praise God, I’m going home |