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Introduction
“Take My Hand, Precious Lord” is a gospel hymn that has provided solace to countless individuals since its creation. Penned in 1932 by Thomas A. Dorsey, often hailed as the “Father of Gospel Music,” the song emerged from a place of profound personal tragedy. Dorsey composed this heartfelt plea for divine guidance and comfort after the sudden deaths of his wife, Nettie, and their newborn son during childbirth.
The hymn’s poignant lyrics—”Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, let me stand, I am tired, I am weak, I am worn”—resonate deeply with those seeking solace in times of hardship. The melody, adapted from the 1844 hymn tune “Maitland” by George N. Allen, complements the earnestness of the words, creating a timeless piece that bridges the gap between human sorrow and spiritual hope.
Over the years, “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” has been embraced by numerous artists across various genres, each bringing their unique interpretation to the song’s enduring message. Notably, it was a favorite of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., who often found comfort in its verses during the civil rights movement. Gospel legend Mahalia Jackson performed it at his funeral in 1968, underscoring its significance during pivotal moments in history.
In 2016, the country and gospel duo Joey+Rory included their rendition of “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” on their album “Hymns That Are Important to Us.” Their sincere and heartfelt performance adds a fresh dimension to the classic hymn, introducing its comforting message to a new generation of listeners. The simplicity of their arrangement allows the profound lyrics to shine, offering a moment of reflection and peace.
The enduring appeal of “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” lies in its universal message of seeking guidance and strength during life’s most challenging times. Its heartfelt plea continues to inspire and comfort, making it a cherished hymn that transcends generations and musical genres.
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Lyrics
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, help 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
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
And take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home
When the darkness appears
And the night draws near
And the day is past and gone
At the river, I’ll stand
Guide my feet, hold my hand
And take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, help me stand
For I am tired
I am weak
I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
And take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home