Precious Lord

B.B. King

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I'm tired, Lord, I'm weak
I am worn, oh, yes

Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on, Lord, to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home

When I sit, sit alone
Thinking of my mother at home
I can see her, and that, oh, all I'm cheered

How I love to hear the voice
Oh, how it makes my heart rejoice
So take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home

When darkness, darkness appears
Oh, precious Lord, laying a-near
When my life, my life is almost gone, oh, yes

At the river, Lord, I stand
And guide my feet, Lord, and hold my hand
Yes, take my hand, precious Lord, and lead me home


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