By townes van zandt
When he offers his hand
Dont you turn him away
He can lead you to light
Through the darkest of days
With his love wrapped around you
You cant go astray
When he offers his hand
Dont you turn him away
In a world full of sorrow
A world full of hate
You cant wait for tomorrow
cause tomorrows to late
Come and stand amongst the pilgrims
In their golden array
When he offers his hand
Dont you turn him away
I am no simon,
No matthew, no paul
It dont take an apostle
To answer his call
And it dont take a prophet
To stand up and say
When he offers his hand
Dont you turn him away
I hope as Im leavin
My message is clear
Its a fool that would turn down
A gift thats so dear
When he offers his blood
Your depts to repay
Now he offers his hand
Dont you turn him away