Thomas A.
Darsey Precious
Lord take my hand
Lead me on
Help 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
And lead me home
Precious Lord
You're the one
That I built my life on
You're my rock
You're my hope
You are my song
You picked me up, made me strong
When my way was all wrong
Here's my hand
Precious Lord
Now lead me home
When my way grows drear
Precious Lord, linger near
When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Take my hand lest
I fall Take my hand
Precious Lord
And lead me home
Take my hand
Precious Lord
And lead me home