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 to the light.
Peace in the valley for me some day. Well, I'm tired and so weary, but I must travel on. 'Til the Lord comes and calls me away, oh yes. Where the morning's so bright and the Lamb is the light.
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:.
Precious Lord, take my hand.. Lead me on, let me stand.. I am tired, I am weak, and worn.. Through the storm, through the night,. Lead me on to the light..
When my way groweth drear. Precious Lord, linger near-ear. When my li-ight is almost gone. Hear my cry, hear my call. Hold my ha-and lest I fa-all. Take my hand, precious Lor-ord.
It's the old ship of Zion. It's the old ship of Zion. It's the old ship of Zion. I got on board early one mornin'. I got on board. . Ain't no danger in the water.