Lead me to the altar Lead me to the altar I hear Jesus, my savior calling me His tender voice I hear I feel his presence near Lead me to the altar, lead me I was sitting in a little country church one Sunday night Listening to an old-time preacher tell of God's saving grace Of his power, and his might Seated next to me was a dear old man With wrinkles in his face His hands were calloused And his hair had turned grey As the preacher told of that home beyond the sky The old fella bowed his head and tears came to his eyes When the invitation was given for those gone astray The old fella took me by the hand and softly I heard him say I am blind old and feeble I cannot find the way I need thy hand to guide Please help me lest I stray I have lived my life in vain My heart with sin is stained Lead me to the altar, lead me Lead me to the altar Lead me to the altar I hear Jesus, my savior calling me His tender voice I hear I feel his presence near Lead me to the altar, lead me