Hey, I just have to tell you about this song that’s been on my mind lately—Marty Robbins’ “The Master’s Call.” Have you heard it? It’s one of those tracks that feels less like a song and more like an experience. Every time I listen, it’s like I’m transported straight into the wild expanse of the Old West.
The story unfolds with a young man who runs away from home, eager for adventure but ends up entangled with a band of outlaws. But here’s where it gets really gripping: during a fierce thunderstorm, amidst the chaos and the threat of danger, he has this profound spiritual awakening. He feels the presence of something greater—a calling that shakes him to his core.
What I love about “The Master’s Call” is how it blends the raw excitement of a cowboy tale with deep themes of redemption and faith. Robbins’ voice carries so much emotion; you can almost feel the tension of the storm and the internal turmoil of the protagonist. It’s like he’s not just telling a story—he’s sharing a piece of himself.
Listening to it made me reflect on those moments in life when we feel lost or disconnected, and then something happens that pulls us back, grounding us. That universal theme of finding one’s way resonates so strongly, don’t you think?
Also, fun fact: this song is part of his album Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs, which is packed with vivid storytelling and rich melodies. But “The Master’s Call” stands out to me because it goes beyond the typical western narrative. It delves into that intimate space where personal struggle meets spiritual revelation.
If you haven’t listened to it yet, I highly recommend giving it a spin. Maybe find a quiet spot, close your eyes, and let the story unfold. I’m curious to hear what you think and if it moves you as much as it does me
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Lyrics
When I was but a young man, I was wild and full of fire
A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire
I ran away from home and left my mother and my dad
I know it grieved them so to think their only boy was bad
I fell in with an outlaw band, their names were known quite well
How many times we robbed and plundered, I could never tell
This kind of sinful living leads only to a fall
I learned that much and more the night I heard my Master call
One night we rustled cattle, a thousand head or so
And started them out on the trail that leads to Mexico
But a norther started blowing and lightning flashed about
I thought someone was calling me, I thought I heard a shout
Then at that moment, lightning struck not 20 yards from me
And left there was a giant cross where once there was a tree
And this time I knew I heard a voice, a voice so sweet and strange
A voice that came from everywhere, a voice that called my name
So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I’d done
I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run
The cattle they stampeded, were running all around
My pony ran but stumbled, and it threw me to the ground
I felt the end was near, that death would be the price
When a mighty bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ
And I cried “Oh Lord forgive me, don’t let it happen now
I want to live for you alone, oh God, these words I vow”
My wicked past unfolded, I thought of wasted years
When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers
And the others rushed on by me, and I was left to live
The Master had a reason, life is his to take or give
A miracle performed that night, I wasn’t meant to die
The dead ones formed a barricade, ‘least six or seven high
And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound
I cried and begged for mercy kneeling there upon the ground
A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free
No more to fear the angry waves upon life’s stormy sea
Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain
I gave my life and soul the night the Saviour called my name