I'd Like to Meet the Preacher

He'd stand every Sunday at the old-fashioned alter
 And bid the sinner to come
 There came a mornin'
 He said someone here's running
 And I knew that I was the one
 And though, it's been years since I made Jesus mine
 If for only one moment, I could go back in time
 I'd like to meet the preacher who prayed for the preacher
 Who prayed with me down on my knees
 I'd like to shake the hand that reached out a hand
 To the hand that reached out to me
 Yes, he did, mm
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 I would thank him for preaching about sin and a savior
 And the blood that forever atones
 I'd thank him for truth and not a watered down gospel
 It's the rock that I'm standing on
 Oh, we all have someone who showed us the way
 And if I could meet a soldier in the army of faith
 I'd like to meet the preacher who prayed for the preacher
 Who prayed with me down on my knees
 I'd like to shake the hand that reached out a hand
 To the hand that reached out to me
 I'd like to meet the preacher who prayed for the preacher
 who prayed with me down on my knees
 I'd like to shake the hand that reached out a hand
 To the hand that reached out to me
 Oh, I'd like to shake the hand that reached out a hand
 To the hand that reached out to me
 Oh, yes, he reached out
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 Yes, he reached out to me