Coming Home

Coming home. That has been promised; would be the day I lay to my death and pray.
God will look in my eyes and say "It is time." Oh! what glory that day will bring; as Amazing Grace shall angels sing. Looking down at grieving souls hoping one day they'll come home. Life is pain and pain is sorrow as the cross we carry is only borrowed; the
Lord has sent it from above to test our strength our faith and love. As the cross gets heavy in this life I remember Jesus Christ. Jesus died for us to live and now reminds us that he lives; In this place that I
call Home where i will live and be reborn.