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

And the Lord is callin' you home again,
Yes, the Lord is callin' you home again,
Home again
You're a stranger in the 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 use,
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

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 is callin' you
The Lord is callin' you back
The Lord is callin' you back home