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COME ON HOME
by Randy Simpson
I won't worry when this cross gets too heavy,
For I know there is a reason to go on;
I can almost hear the angels as they gather 'round the throne,
And I'm just waiting for the call to come on home.
I'll not question all the ways God would lead me,
Through the fire, through the water and sometimes through the storm;
My eyes are fixed on Heaven and I'm ready now to go,
And I'm just waiting for the call to come on home.
Jesus said he would prepare for us a mansion,
In that city where the streets are purest gold;
I believe it's almost finished for I'm homesick now to go,
And I'm just waiting for the call to come on home.
I'll not question all the ways God would lead me,
Through the fire, through the water and sometimes through the storm;
My eyes are fixed on Heaven and I'm ready now to go,
And I'm just waiting for the call to come on home.
My eyes are fixed on Heaven and I'm ready now to go,
I'm just waiting for the call,
Yes, I'm waiting for the call,
Yes, I'm waiting for the call
To come on home!