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Bishop of my soul I'm back home From a journey so wearisome Here's where I belong: in your arms And here out of reach of all harms I will stay never straying again. I'm back home naked, with nothing Please clad me dear heavenly King This will assure my tired soul That though I'm unworthy and foul You are ready to take me back. I will sing of your saving grace That took me back to my just place It's stronger than the evil hand That lured me away to a strange land Devoid of the Lord's care and love. Back home, alleluia I'm back home Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia Back home alleluia no more wandering. by Bunmi Osho-Davies |
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