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my Lord told his disciplesafter I'm risen and goneyou'll meet with troubles and trialsbear your rebukes and scornsmy warfare will soon be endedmy race is almost runmy warfare will soon be endedand I'm coming homeyou can rebuke me all you want to
I'm travelling home to God
I'm well acquainted with the crossesand all my ways are hardthey say my lord is the devilthey call his saints the same
I don't expect much more down herethan grief and scorn and shame
God bless them holiness peoplethe Presbyterians toothose good old shouting Methodiststhose praying Baptists tootnd when you get to heaven
I wanna see you theretnd when I say amen
I want you to say so toomy warfare will soon be endedmy race is almost runmy warfare will soon be endedand I'm coming home
I'm coming home
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