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by nicole May 25, 2006 category : Life, society / meaning of life
One day Ill be coming home the earths streets no longer to roam life's dusty lanes that I once trod Ill trade in to be home with my awesome God some day soon Ill be coming home the exact date I do not know the day the angels rejoice because Ive traded in dirt streets for gold the day I hear my saviors voice and look into His eyes for that day I live my life I live only to honor Christ or at least I try to hear the words singular and proud ringing through the heavens loud yet speaking only to me welcome home my good and faithful servant in you I am well pleased some day Ill be going home my joy to know that He is proud of me for pressing on day to day knowing I don't need to strive I'm good enough already because Hes paved the way to walk down heavens shining streets of gold my saviors hand at last to hold some day Ill be coming home to meet all my loved ones long departed to meet the truly wise and very old* to sing to Jesus and praise His name Lord after meeting You I will never be the same* someday soon Ill be going home the earths streets no longer to roam