When my way groweth 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 on

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I'm weak, I am worn

Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

When my work is all done
And my race here is run
Let me see by the light
Thou hast shown

That fair city so bright
Where the land is the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me on

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I'm weak, I am worn

Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

Writer(s): THOMAS A. DORSEY<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com