Well, it was in a little church house

on a country road one night;

I ventured by and peeped inside,

thought I heard somebody pray.

My heart was heavy laden

and tears flowed from my eyes.

I said, I wish someone who’d prayed

would call my name tonight.

Won’t somebody call my name in prayer tonight?

 I can’t pray, I’m too weak,

and the Lord knows I’m not right.

Oh, I’d like to go to Heaven,

but I’m ashamed of my life.

Won’t somebody call my name tonight?

Once my life was torn and shattered.

I could not find my way.

My only hope was just to die.

For myself I could not pray.

I was lost in the world dying,

never knew who saved my life,

but in my desperate moment

somebody called my name that night.

Won’t somebody call my name in prayer tonight?

I can’t pray, I’m too weak,

and the Lord knows I’m not right.

Oh, I’d like to go to Heaven,

but I’m ashamed of my life.

Won’t somebody call my name tonight?

 I’m so glad somebody called my name that night.