The Oak Ridge Boys
Room Of Prayer
I just go to my room
I call it my room of prayer
There's a room that I can go to
And I feel the Master's loving hand
As I kneel down and pray I feel Him so close to me
No matter when I call upon Him
I can always find Him waiting there
There's a room where I go
I call it my room of prayer
My room of prayer my room of prayer
The Lord and I can be together right there
And when I'm down I never worry
For if I have more than I can bear
I'll just go to the room
I call it my room of prayer