Out Of My Hands

Precious Lord, take my hand

Lead me on, let me stand

I am tired

I am weak

I am warm

Through the storm, through the night

Lead me on to the light

Take my hand, precious lord, lead me home

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

When the darkness appears, and the night draws near

And the day is past and gone

Let the river, where I stand, guide my feet, hold my hand

Take my hand, precious lord, lead me home

Take my hand, precious lord, lead me home