Take My Hand, Precious Lord

(Thomas A. Dorsey)



Precious Lord take my hand

Lead me on let me stand

I am tired, I am weak, I am 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 almost gone

Hear my cry, hear my call

Hold my hand lest I fall.



Take my hand precious Lord

Lead me home.



When the darkness appears

And the night draweth 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.



(Lead me home.)...