Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I am tired, I am weak and I am worn. Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light.
Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I am tired, I am weak and I am worn. Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light.
Well, I'm tired and I'm weary but I must goin' on. Till the Lord comes and calls my soul away. Well, the morning will be so bright and the lamb will be the light.