Will I Find My Way Back Home?
I often ask myself
Will I ever find my way back home
To the home that was with my father so very long ago
And I ask out loud, will I find myself back home
I find that I can no longer think anymore
Or perhaps I have just given up thinking period, anymore
Either way I find that the very spark of life
Has somehow faded or perhaps even lost.
What has happened to me, I ask
What has happened to us all, and it is all
The very jest for living has gone from me, from all of us
What has gone so very wrong, so very wrong
We don't know what to believe anymore
We have been lost such a very long time
And the hurt that runs so very deep in us all
Has somehow now taken almost total control
Do we have the strength to fight anymore
Do we, do I have the will to go on any longer
Has this struggle to survive taken so fully over
That anything good, any more just cannot survive in us .
My Dear God, what have we your children done
Have we ignored you for so long
That you no longer hear, or even see us anymore
Have You washed Your very hands of us
All we have left, is our hope
This hope in a better world tomorrow
This hope in which we pray, has to come
For without this hope, we are better of dead
In these latter days we must put on our faith
We must put all our hope in one Divine being
Who promised us that He would return, and He will
For our hope is in Him, this Christ Jesus.
He who made this promise
To return as we saw him leave
Verily I say unto you the very angle told them
This Jesus will return. Therefore we must then hope.
We must all have faith in that promise
In that promise He made us so very long ago.
I have faith in Him, He that will make good His promise
His promise to make His very return
So now we wait and we watch
We search among the clouds you and I
We pray in hopes of His soon return
For this Christ Jesus is our only hope.
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