Thursday, 2 April 2015

Coming home, coming home,
Father I’m coming home,
I see the lights of heaven ahead
the glory from around your throne.

I’ve finished the course you had for my life
I’ve truly run the race,
I’ve tripped and fallen so many times
but got up when I’ve seen your face.

The look of love you gave me
the encouragement to carry on,
The comfort of your Holy Spirit
and your word to look upon.

I’ve never known such love
it’s more than I ever dreamed,
To you my Father I come each day
and on you I truly do lean.

So now it’s near my home coming
I think of dear ones left behind,
Please Father, draw them with your love
and give them peace of mind.

I pray they will know and love you
and walk with you each day,
and one day I will see them again
with you they will always stay.

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Jude 24,25 Now unto him that is able  to keep you

 from falling,and present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy,To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.

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