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| Precious Lord |
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| 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 |
| Take my hand precious Lord |
| Lead me home |
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| 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 |
| Take my hand precious Lord |
| Lead me home |
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| 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 |
| Take my hand precious Lord |
| Lead me home |
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| When my work is all done |
| And my race here is run |
| Let me see by the light |
| Thou hast shown |
| That fair city so bright |
| Where the Lamb is the light |
| Take my hand precious Lord |
| Lead me home |
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