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


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