Home
Verse one:
Like a prisoner held captive,
In a strange and hostile land.
Like a soldier, fighting in a war,
That he can’t understand.
There’s a strange and gnawing feeling,
Like he don't belong;
And his heart is truly yearning,
He just wants to go home.
Verse two:
Like a bird let out of bondage,
To fly and soar so free.
Like a family reunion,
As old friends you long to see.
That's the way that I’m feeling,
There’s one place, that I belong;
O how I long to go there,
I just want to go home.
Verse three:
Just a few more, days to linger,
Time, will be no more;
We'll meet, friends and loved ones,
Over on that golden shore.
And we'll live there, forever,
As the ages roll on;
Up there, I hope to see you,
I just want to go home.
Chorus:
Home, the savior's waiting,
To take me in his arms.
Home, no hidden dangers,
To bring me any harm.
Home, my soul is longing for,
Home where I belong;
Come and take me Jesus,
Come and take me home.
Written by Loyd C. Taylor
