Home At Last

Who is there at the end of lonesome roads?

All of us hope there's a home

A place to rest where wounds get dressed, the table's full

The sound of laughter in the halls

Light the fire gather round

Join together, singing love

Raise the glass in joyful be

Home at last, one family

We are orphans looking for an open door

Hard times come no more

Come on up to the house of the Lord

Father adopts us all

Light the fire gather round

Join together, singing love

Raise the glass and joyful be

Home at last, one family