Tuesday, August 14, 2012

For the moments when I don't belong

I want to go home,
God please take me home.

I've been running in circles, my head now is weary and I feel like there's nowhere to go
Through fire and brimstone, conversing with strangers, the only place left is home.

I want to go home,
God please take me home.

To go to the place where I am accepted,
Where I'm free to live and in no way rejected,
To the place where I'm meant to be,
Home is where I need to be.

I want to go home,
God please take me home.

But there's alot more to run, and a long way to go
To cross distant shores, until my race is done,
I cannot go home, I must continue to run.
Till on the Horizon I and my Maker are one,
and then with a smile He'll tell me,
"Well done."

"You have done well," He'll look at me and say,
"You've completed the race, let us rejoyce today,
For my child has fought and never has stopped,
and with my strong hands I lifted you up,
and carried you here to the place you belong,
And now all of Heaven will join you in song,
for one sinner has finally come home."

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