Take me Home! (3)

Tell me, Lord, why’s it goin’ this way? I ain’t the worst man you ever made. You once said I was made in Your light— So take me back home tonight, Take me home. Feels like me and You don’t talk no more, Every prayer just echoes off the floor. Hope’s still breathin’—barely hangin’ on, But I know it won’t be long… Take me home, Let it be like it was. I learned my lesson, paid my dues in full, Walked through fire, wars, and a world gone cruel. Drank that cup down to the bitter end… Lord Almighty, hear me then— Take me home, Won’t You take me home…