Daddy's Coming Home

by

Roy Wayne Crouch

The cries of our children
When their all alone
Asking each other
When's daddy coming home?

As I watch, their drove away
In tears they wave goodbye
Sex, drugs and alcohol
Their love for selfish highs
As they search for a love
That they may never find
Their dad drunk on the ground
Who's nearly lost his mind

Then I heard one asking
Dad what's wrong with you?
A beaten man is all they saw
Who's life was nearly through

As I looked upon a deck
My kids were standing there
Their looks were as if saying
He doesn't even care

Was there any help?
For a man that has no will
Slowly, but surely
The alcohol does kill

In one pleading moment
I called upon His name
Forgive me Lord Jesus
and Help me to change

Each day I grow stronger
Who showed me great mercy
And showed me his love

Now help me Lord Jesus
Undo all I’ve wronged
And comfort my dear children
Cause daddy's coming home.

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