1 A prodigal, lone, sick, and poor,
So weak that I could hardly stand,
I heard a knocking at the door,
And God held out to me his hand.
Refrain:
Yes, God’s own hand, his blessed hand,
Reached out to help a sinner stand;
I started for that better land,
When God held out to me his hand.
2 My life was like a vessel tossed
Upon some lonely ocean strand,
My strength was gone, and hope was lost,
When God held out to me his hand. [Refrain]
3 If I but to the end endure,
Some day before the throne I’ll stand,
For I received the promise sure,
When God held out to me his hand. [Refrain]
Source: Songs of Christian Service #38