| When my way groweth dream, precious Lord, linger near
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| When my life, my life is almost gone
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| Hear my cry, hear my call, hold my hand lest I fall
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home, lead me home
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| Precious Lord, won’t you take my hand, lead me on, let me stand
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| 'Cause I am tired and I am weak and I am worn
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| Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home, lead me home
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| When the shadows, they appear and the night draweth near
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| And the day, when my day is past and gone
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| Oh, at the river I stand, would You guide my feet and please hold my hand
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home
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| Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand
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| 'Cause I am tired and I am weak and I am worn, yes I’m worn
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| Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home
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| Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand
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| I am tired, I am weak and I am worn, yes I’m worn
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| Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home, lead me home
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| Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home
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| Lead me home, lead me home
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| Lead me home, lead me home
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| Lead me home, lead me home
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| Lead me home |