Precious Lord







Precious Lord, take my hand, Lead me on, help me stand.



I am tired, I am weak, I am worn:



Thro' the storm, thro' 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 life is almost gone -



Hear my cry, hear my call, hold my hand lest I fall.



Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.

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YOUR CROSS

Whatever your cross
Whatever your pain
There will always be sunshine
After the rain

Perhaps you may stumble
Perhaps even fall
But God's always there
To help you through it all