My friends weep not for me,
For I fulfill my destiny,
When sin nails me to that tree
I'm going home.
When you see me lifted high,
Hear me in pain and agony cry,
Joyful be the tears in your eye,
I'm going home.
Walk with me this final mile,
Suffer with me a little while,
Then lift up your hearts and smile,
I'm going home.
To Him who never hesitates,
Who stands by heaven’s gates,
Who eagerly awaits,
I'm going home!
Russ Pergram
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