The Lord is Calling Lyrics
By Randy Thomas & Rick Thomson
Well your childhood days,
Your high school ways
Didn't help you too much,
Never gave you no touch,
And you wouldn't take it!
Well there'll be hell to pay
If you get your way,
And make your life a mess
And all your deeds confess,
That you'll never make it.
CHORUS:
And the Lord is callin' you home again,
Yes, the Lord is callin' you home again.
Home again.
You're a stranger in a crowd.
A dark and rainless cloud.
You're a spirit in the tomb.
A child inside the womb.
When you try it alone,
Your heart is a stone,
You've always got an excuse,
What's the us,
If no one believes it?
Life's an empty cup,
At the bottom looking up,
How's your point of view?
Jesus still loves you,
If you can conceive it.
CHORUS:
And the Lord is callin' you home again,
Yes, the Lord is callin' you home again.
The Lord is callin' you back home again,
The Lord is callin' you back home again,
The Lord is callin' you back home again,
Why don't you answer?
The Lord I callin' you,
The Lord Is callin' you back,
The Lord is callin' you back home.
(REPEAT CHORUS)
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