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Going Home
by Disciple



The sky grows black as the earth stands still
And clouds roll back when the Son is revealed

I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky to bring His children home
I see Jesus, coming in the Eastern sky I'm going home.

Cars collide and people die, planes fall from the sky
The graves begin to split and seas open wide
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written by YOUNG, ALVIN E/DOMINO, ANTOINE
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