God Is Calling Me Home

You're holding my hand and leading me home.
I'm going home.
No more than nights.
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 fatherly free.
When my last prayer 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.