Traditional Gospel tune by Thomas A. Dorsey
Lyrics
Precious Lord, I love that name.
When I look back from whence I came.
Sometimes stumbling, sometimes falling, sometimes alone.
Friends and loved ones, I love so dear, many are gone, but still I'm here.
Take my hand, Precious Lord, and lead me on.
Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, make me stand.
I am tired, I am weak, and I am worn.
Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light.
Take my hand, precious Lord, and lead me on.
When my way, grows drear, Oh precious Lord, I want you to,
linger near,
When my life, is all, is almost gone. Hear my cry, hear my call,
Lord take my hand, (please sir, don't let me fall).
Take my hand, Precious Lord, and lead, please, lead me home
