Take My Hand Precious Lord

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me
home

When my way grows drear
precious Lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me
home

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

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me
home


Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Earnest; Intimate; Smooth; Warm; Refined; Gentle; Soft/Quiet; Calm/Peaceful; Reserved; Reverent
Stijl: Gospel; Country Gospel; Southern Gospel; Traditional Gospel