Precious Lord,
take my Hand.
Lead me on, let
me stand.
I'm tired, I'm
weak and I'm
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
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.
Precious Lord,
take my Hand.
Lead me on, let
me stand.
I'm tired, I'm
so weak and I'm
worn.
Through the
Storm,
Through the
Night,
Lead me on to
the Light.
Take my Hand,
precious Lord,
Lead me Home.
( Lead Me Home )
Words: Thomas
Dorsey, 1932.
Music: George
Allen, 1844, And
Thomas Dorsey,
1932.
