The Call Home

Beating heart diseased with sorrow 

I pray there will be a no tomorrow

Should I wake by morning light

I pray He takes me in the night.

Heavenly Father I've bled to long

Please release me let me be gone

For my heart is broken and needs repair

Release me from this darkness and dispair.

I've tried to carry on you see

My soul is tired, broken in me

I pray for strength to see me through

Each day I rise and held by you

I feel so weary and a burden to all

I just wish for the day I take my call

I'll wait some more as you see fit

And keep on climbing out of this pit

I know the call will come someday soon

The call to send me home to cocoon.

I'll awake to see my beautiful son

And delight in love that my work was done.