1. When my way grows drear precious Lord linger near
When my light is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my hand lest I fall
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me Home
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
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me Home
2.When my work is all done
And my race here is won
Let me see by the light thou hast shown,
That fair city so bright
With the Lamb who’s the light
Take my hand, precious Lord,
lead me homw