Luther Barnes Precious Lord
Verse 1:
Precious Lord, take my hand,
lead me on, let me stand,
I am tired, I am weak, and 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.
