Sunday, February 21, 2021

Take my hand, precious Lord, and lead me home

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

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

 

When my way grows drear
Precious Lord, lead me near
When my life is almost gone
At the river I will stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
Take my hand, precious Lord
And lead me home

 

To hear this sung by Mahalia Jackson click on the link the follows, wait for the ad to finish, and then enjoy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FMSWJxNlaww

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