I'M Coming Home Poem by Mary Oluwadunsin Oyeleke

I have wondered far away
I've strayed off your way
To shove off your grace
But now, I'm coming home

The path of sin too long I've trod
On the road of destruction I've laid
To your presence I've waved
But lord, I'm coming home

I've wasted many precious years
I now repent with bitter tears
I accept your loving care
Now, I'm coming home

I'm tired of sin and straying Lord
I'll trust thy love, believe thy word
‘cos your rod that spank has cease
Lord, I'm coming home

I need your cleansing blood I know
Oh, wash me whiter than snow
And make me holy as thou
Lord, I'm coming home

To your bosom I come to lay
On your path I come to stay
Never to go or stray away
Lord, I'm coming home.

SELAH!
OYELEKE Mary Oluwadunsin