Disciple

Disciple - Going Home lyrics

The sky grows black as the earth stands still

And clouds roll back when the Son is revealed

Chorus

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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