Kishore Kumar Hits

Lynda Randle - Going Home lyrics

Artist: Lynda Randle

album: Lynda Randle Collection


Many times in my in childhood
We traveled so far
By nightfall how weary I'd grown
Father's arms would slip around me and gently he'd say
My child we're going home
Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing that can 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
I get homesick, the farther I roam
But the Father has led me each step of the way
And now He lead me home
Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing that can hold me here
You see, I've caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land
Praise God, I'm going home

Поcмотреть все песни артиста

Other albums by the artist

Similar artists