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 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 Yes, he reached out to me