Ungodly Hour

God I'm trying to call You
At this ungodly hour
But don't pick up the phone
Cause it's my sin I have to thank
For wanting just Your message bank
But right now I feel alone

So God I'm trying call You
At this ungodly hour
It's foolishness I know
I guess I had the choice in this
But it's Your voice I really miss
And oh I just want to come home

To Your arms again
They're open wide
I can see You from a distance
I don't deserve
To even be in Your presence
Though I'm ungodly still You want me

So God I'm trying to call You
At this ungodly hour
How much time have You got to talk
There's so much I must confess
God I know I'm such a mess
There's a long road I have to walk

To Your arms again
They're open wide
I can see You from a distance
I don't deserve
To even be in Your presence
I'm ungodly still You want me

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Lydia West
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