Home At Last
I saw the Lord
And He was glorious
He was love
And His eyes were filled with life
He looked my way
I couldn't speak
But only praise
His love poured in
To fill my soul
A special time
He helped me grow
Oh, that He would come again
And I could see Him then
The precious light is burning
Deep within my heart
For that day that I can say
I’m home at last with my Lord to stay
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