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GI’ve wandered faCr away froGm God Now I’m cominD7g home The Gpaths of sin too Clong I’vGe trod Lord I’D7m cominGg home
Coming home Ccoming home GNevermore to D7roam GOpen wide Thine Carms of Glove Lord I’D7m cominGg home
I’ve wasted manCy preciouGs years Now I’m cominD7g home I Gnow repent with Cbitter Gtears Lord I’D7m cominGg home
I’ve tired of sin andC strayingG Lord Now I’m cominD7g home I’lGl trust Thy love Cbelieve ThGy Word Lord I’D7m cominGg home