Thomas A. Dorsey V1 C V2 C V3 C [V1] 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: [C] Take my hand, precious Lord, Lead me home. [V2] 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: [V3] When the darkness appears And the night draws near, And the day is past and gone, At the river I stand, Guide my feet, hold my hand: