Precious Lord take my hand and lead me on, let me stand I am tired, I am weak and, and I am worn The storm, through the night, lead me on to the night Precious Lord take my hand, lead me home
When the night grows so dreary, precious Lord draw, draw me nearer I am tired, I am weak and I am so worn At the river, ooh, Lord I stand, guide my feet and hold my hand Precious Lord take my hand and lead, lead me home Lead me home, lead me home
