You'll never be sorry, dear God
I go to church on a Sunday
The rest of the week, I do as I please,
Then come Sunday morning,
Dear God, I know I'm not worthy,
from the path I have thrown?
You'll never be sorry, dear God
Each day we read in the pa pers
and forgetting the faith,
then we have the nerve to ask,
Dear God, I know I'm not worthy,
from the path I have trod?
You'll never be sorry, dear God.
Dear God, I know I'm unworthy,
But I need you so, please,
from the path I have brought
You'll never be sorry, dear God you