When I go home,
I will be delighted
To see You waiting for me,
Smiling, standing at the Door.
When I go home,
I will be excited
To have Your comforting arms,
Finally wrap around me.
I wish I will be able to tell You
Wonderful stories from where I've been.
The things that I did to make You happy
And make You proud for having a child like me.
Because I miss You Father.
Everyday, I try to see Your Face
In this difficult world, I need Your grace,
Your love, in everything that I do.
I wish I could remember what I am here for.
When I do, I hope I do them well,
Do them good, I hope to do them right.
So when I go home, I will be pleasing to Your sight.
When I go home, I will bring You a gift.
It is a story about my journey back home...
And I hope it will be a good one-
With a happy ending, long before I am gone.
From where I am now, I go on.
Still writing the pages as I walk on,
Tired, thirsty for Your ultimate Presence...
Until then Father, until then.
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