Going Home
I am looking for that morning
when the storm clouds clear away.
There will be no doubt or sorrow
when the Savior comes to stay.
Just lots of smiling faces
and joyous shouts of praise
as He calls away the faithfull
to fulfill the end of days.
When we all see God the Father
on His bright and shining throne
say good-bye to trials and sorrow
'cause we'll all be going home.
Copyright © Lary Houston | Year Posted 2012
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