GC 874 - Thomas A. Dorsey
Lyrics
Verse 1
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.
Verse 2
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.
Verse 3
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.
Text: Thomas A. Dorsey, 1899-1993, © 1938 (renewed), Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.