I'm going home, Through the darkness of the world I see The road ahead. I'm going home, And with every step I take, My load is lighter yet. I'll find my home. The long and lonely road seems sometimes Oh so hard to bear, But there's comfort in a mother's lullaby. And the hope that springs eternal, We can make it if we try, And find the glory waiting for us there. I'm going home, Though ofttimes my worldly cares and sorrows Press upon my soul. I'm going home, And the seed of faith inside my heart Begins to swell and grow 'Til in the end I know. I'm going home. I'm going home, But a home without a family Is just a thing of stone. I can't make it alone. I'll help you home. Try to look beyond what my eyes see, And gaze into your soul. I pray you'll come to know. I'll help you home. The road lies on before us; The path is plain to see. As voices rise in chorus; We'll see eternity. Then we'll go home. Linking arms and moving forth as one In brotherhood and love, We'll find that home. We'll find our home.