I'm Coming Home

I'm coming home
Dear Lord, take me now
In the heavenly city,
where there's no more roam
Several gates within
Such a golden floor

I'm feeling weak an dizzy
In this world full of sorrow
I can't find joy
I can't get comfort
The little joy is ruined

In the world enemies throng
Like lions they roar
Looking for one to harm
They go door to door
Harmed with hatred
I can't find peace within

Give me rest O Lord
Take me home where there's peace
Where I can't recall sympathy
O take me home!