Precious Lord, take my hand. Lead me on, let me stand. I'm tired, I'm weak, I'm lone. . Through the storm, through the night. Lead me on to the light.
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary. But I must go alone. Till the Lord comes and calls. Calls me away, oh yes. Well, the morning's so bright. And the lamp is alight.
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary. But I must go alone. Till the Lord comes and calls. Calls me away, oh yes. . Well, the morning's so bright. And the lamp is alight.