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A Poem about longing to come home! |
| CHRIST, COME FOR ME! CHRIST my King, Come for me. Oh, please! Long have you tarried LORD. And though I’d wait for All time; for all eternity, In truth, I long for home. Like the prodigal son of old, I have grown tired of it all And want only to come home. So CHRIST my King, My SAVIOR, my LORD, Tarry no more. Come for me – oh, please! |