You may be a child without a mother
You may be a mother old and gray
You may be a dad that's lost your family
No, don't turn him away
Stop and think it over
Before you say no to God
His heart is in your hands

It's broken and he waits for you
Don't close your heart's door on God
Many a time I've seen an old gray-haired dad
With trembling hands take hold of the back of a church bench
In an old-fashioned meeting
And they knew that the Lord was calling them
For I've seen the tears roll down their cheeks many times
And I've seen the tears roll down their cheeks many times

I remember one that I asked to accept the Lord
But he just shook his head sadly and said no, not tonight
But as time passed on
The old man just seemed to drift further away
But then one night as the choir began to sing
His voice quivered a bit
Then he said, preacher, there's something I want to say
And with a smile upon his face
He said, you know that God saved me today
And sinner friend, you too
Won't you accept me?
Accept him right now
Don't close your heart's door on God