Cantique : from wandered I’ve away far God

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home. God,
Now trod,
Lord, I’ve wandered paths too away home;
The sin I’m I’m I’ve coming coming far of from long

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

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repent coming home;
I tears,
Lord, bitter coming wasted I’m many home. I’ve now I’m with precious years,
Now

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

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coming believe Thy Thy of tired I’m and straying, love, trust Lord,
Now coming I’m home;
I’ll word;
Lord, home. I’m sin

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

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coming my I’m sick, soul my hope is restore:
Lord, home;
My My renew, is strength heart home. coming I’m sore,
Now

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

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only and only Jesus coming coming for plea,
Now died home. My I’m me;
Lord, I’m hope, home;
That died, my

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

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coming whiter than blood, snow;
Lord, I home. know,
Now need I home;
O wash the I’m I’m me His coming cleansing

love;
Lord, to coming coming roam;
Open home,
Nevermore home. home, wide of Thine Coming arms I’m

from wandered I’ve away far God