Come home!
When I think of what happened on the cross A man Died, but for all of us He was beating and hung like in a curse stabbed and crowed with thorns Not for any crime of his It was all my fault But He did it for my peace Little me with little worth Now the King's calling... Come on Black, white and all colour shade For you all have been saved to the one who ain't got no preference a place where there is no need for pretence Come on To the one whose Love is never blind Love that is kind Love one of a kind Love that is tender One filled with signs and wonder Come on To the cross where Christ bled A place where flesh was made dead to a place of redemption To be made free of sin and depression Come on To a father and a friend to the one who knows the beginning from the end Where help and mercy will never relent to a place where his spirit will be felt Come o...