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. 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.
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.
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