God Is Calling Me Home

I would not bow, I would not break. For Christ my Lord, My stand I take. Through fire and storm, Through fear and flame, I bore His cross, I spoke His name. Now I am going, I'm going home. My Heavenly Father calls His Own. The gates are open, His arms embrace. I see His glory, I know His grace. My road was long, my body weak, But still His holy name I speak. I fought the fight, I've kept the faith, And now I'm ready, Unafraid. I'm going home, my race is done. I see the Father, I see the Son. No more sorrow, No more pain. I know that we Will meet again. Father, I hear You calling me. Beyond this life, Beyond what I see. I'm leaving this world, But I'm not alone. You're holding my hand And leading me home. I'm going home, no more the night. My soul is safe in Father's Light. I'm going home, my race is done. Into the arms Of God's own Son. I'm going home, Don't cry for me. For I am finally, finally Free. When my last breath Leaves me tonight, I'll wake in Heaven's eternal Light. So when you see That I am gone, Remember me And carry on. I did not lose, I did not fall. I simply answered Father's call. I'm going home. I'm going home. My Heavenly Father Is calling me Home.