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SDA Hymnal 296

Lord, I'm Coming Home

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1I've wandered far away from God,
Now I'm coming home;
The paths of sin too long I've trod,
Lord, I'm coming home.

RefrainComing home, coming home,
Nevermore to roam;
Open wide Thine arms of love;
Lord, I'm coming home.

2I've wasted many precious years,
Now I'm coming home;
I now repent with bitter tears,
Lord, I'm coming home.

3I'm tired of sin and straying, Lord,
Now I'm coming home;
I'll trust Thy love, believe Thy word,
Lord, I'm coming home.

4My only hope, my only plea,
Now I'm coming home;
That Jesus died, and died for me;
Lord, I'm coming home.

5I need His cleansing blood, I know,
Now I'm coming home;
O wash me whiter than the snow;
Lord, I'm coming home.

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The verse

Meter
8.5.8.5
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 45% of beats fit
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Verse 1

I've wandered far away from God,//˘/˘/˘/8A
Now I'm coming home;///˘/5B
The paths of sin too long I've trod,˘/˘/////8A
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5B

Verse 2

I've wasted many precious years,//˘/˘/˘/8A
Now I'm coming home;///˘/5B
I now repent with bitter tears,˘/˘/˘/˘/8C
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5B

Verse 3

I'm tired of sin and straying, Lord,//˘˘/˘/˘/9A
Now I'm coming home;///˘/5B
I'll trust Thy love, believe Thy word,////˘///8C
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5B

Verse 4

My only hope, my only plea,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Now I'm coming home;///˘/5B
That Jesus died, and died for me;˘/˘/˘/˘˘8A
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5B

Verse 5

I need His cleansing blood, I know,˘/˘/˘/˘/8A
Now I'm coming home;///˘/5B
O wash me whiter than the snow;˘/˘/˘˘˘/8A
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5B

Refrain

Coming home, coming home,/˘//˘/6A
Nevermore to roam;/˘/˘/5A
Open wide Thine arms of love;/˘///˘/7B
Lord, I'm coming home.///˘/5A

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.