Lyrics to Going Home
Many times in my in child hood when weve traveled so far,
By nightfall how weary I'd grown;
Fathers arms would slip around me and gently he'd say,
My child were going home.
Going home, I'm going home;
There is nothing to 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;
Lord, I get homesick, the farther I roam.
But the Father has led me each step of the way
And now I'm going home.
Music and Lyrics by Bill and Gloria Gaither