
When my way groweth drear Precious Lord, linger near. When my life is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call Hold my hand lest I fall Take my hand, precious Lord lead me on
Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on, let me stand I am tired, I’m weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night Lead me on to the light Take my hand, precious Lord Lead me home
*Precious lyrics by Thomas A Dorsey








*Amazing images from Dailyverses.net
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