Friday, March 11, 2022

PRECIOUS LORD, TAKE MY HAND

Precious Lord, take my hand

Lead me on, let me stand

I am tired, I am weak, I am worn.

Through the storms, through the night, 

Lead me on to the light

Take my hand, precious Lord, 

Lead me on.


When my way grows drear

Precious Lord, linger near,

When my life is almost gone

Hear my cry hear my call, 

Hold my hand lest I fall:

Take my hand, precious Lord, 

Lead me on.


When the darkness appears

And the night draws near,

And the day is past and gone,

At the river I stand, 

Guide my feet, hold my hand:

Take my hand, precious Lord,

Lead me home.


Lyrics: Thomas A. Dorsey 1932

Tune: George Allen


Listen at: 

Mahalia Jackson sings this at:

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Tuesday, March 1, 2022

THE CLOSING LINES OF KING LEAR BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

King Lear, at the end of Act 5, Scene 3;

the closing lines uttered by the Duke of Albany:


The weight of this sad time we must obey, 

Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say.

The oldest hath borne most, we that are young

Shall never see so much nor live so long.

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JOAN'S DEATH POEMS: COLLECTED! (A Work in Progress)

Erato: Muse of Poetry I did not write most of the works in his blog.  But I have loved and been inspired by them over the years.  And right ...