I’m not quite home yet.
Many miles I have walked
Looked to the horizon I have
Angst my heart feels for the long journey
Sore and blistered my feet beckon for rest
Parched my throat calls for droplets
Eyes weary from the strain
Hurt my legs from the march
Head lowered from heaviness
Almost there I cry to myself
Just a few more miles before my arrival
I see my Father stand with a smile
I see my Lord waving me in
Almost there I laugh to myself
Almost there, almost home.
Many miles I have walked
Looked to the horizon I have
Angst my heart feels for the long journey
Sore and blistered my feet beckon for rest
Parched my throat calls for droplets
Eyes weary from the strain
Hurt my legs from the march
Head lowered from heaviness
Almost there I cry to myself
Just a few more miles before my arrival
I see my Father stand with a smile
I see my Lord waving me in
Almost there I laugh to myself
Almost there, almost home.
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