Lyrics B.J. Thomas – Precious Lord, Take My Hand

When my way grows drear’
Precious Lord
Linger near
When my life is almost gone

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on
Help me stand
I am tired, I am 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 is run
Let me see
By the light thou hast shown
That fair city so bright
Where the lamb is the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home

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

Just take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home