Dear God

I go to church on a Sunday

The vows that I make

Break 'em on Monday

Rest of the week

I do as I please

Come Sunday morning

I pray on my knees

Dear God

I know I'm not worthy

But I need you so

Please won't you hurry?

Help me turn back from the path I've trod

You'll never be sorry, Dear God

Each day we read in the paper

Of the carryings-on

Of some of our neighbors

The sinning and lying

Forgetting our faith

We have the nerve to ask

"Is it too late?"

Oh dear God

I know I'm not worthy

I need you so

Please won't you hurry?

Help me turn back from the path I've trod

You'll never be sorry, Dear God

You'll never be sorry

Dear God