by Cecil Billingsley & Jeff Joslin
I am so very sad. I have to turn away.
I am so very sad. I can’t do what You say.
Did You really mean what You said before?
Sell all I own and give it to the poor?
Is that really what You meant?
Is that how my fortune should be spent?
Is that what I have to do before I can follow You?
I am so very sad. I have to turn away.
I am so very sad. I can’t do what You say.
Surely you can understand.
I offer more than others can.
They give all they have, that’s true,
but You know it’s just a coin or two.
Oh Lord why can’t You see?
How great the cost is to me?
I am so very sad. I have to turn away.
I am so very sad. I can’t do what You say.
May I ask You for a guarantee?
That all I give will be returned to me.
Everything I have You know I’ve earned,
and now You tell me, now You tell me,
that it’s my turn… to give it away!
I’ve got to give it away!
I’ve got to give it away,
give it away, give it away!
Don’t want to give it away,
give it away, give it away!
How can I give it away,
give it away, give it away?
Don’t be so very sad. No need to turn away.
Don’t be so very sad. With Him there is a way.
