Precious Lord take my hand
Lead me on let me stand
I’m so tired, I’m so weak, I’m so worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, Precious Lord,
Lead me home.
When my way grows drear
Precious Lord, linger near
When my life is al-most gone
Hear my cry hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand, Precious Lord,
Lead me home.
When the shadows appear
And the night draws near
And the day is past, past and gone
At the river I’ll stand
Guide my feet hold my hand
Precious Lord, take my hand,
And lead me home.
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