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Introduction
“Take My Hand, Precious Lord” is more than just a song; it’s a call to the soul, a gentle plea for comfort in times of hardship. When you listen to Jim Reeves sing this timeless gospel hymn, you can’t help but feel the warmth and sincerity in his voice, like an old friend offering solace when the world feels too heavy.
Originally penned by Thomas A. Dorsey in the 1930s, this hymn has become a cornerstone in gospel music. But Jim Reeves’ rendition gives it an intimate quality that makes you feel as if you’re sitting in the front pew of a small church, with each note wrapping around you like a blanket of hope. Reeves, known for his smooth, velvety voice, brings a certain vulnerability to the song that only deepens its emotional impact.
What makes “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” special is its simplicity. The lyrics are a heartfelt prayer, asking for guidance and strength in moments of weakness. It speaks to anyone who has ever felt lost or alone, reminding them that there’s always a hand to hold on to, especially when things seem darkest. Reeves’ version carries a timeless message: no matter how far we fall, we’re never beyond reach.
For those who have ever faced moments of despair, this song feels like a lifeline, a way to surrender the burdens we carry and trust in something greater. It’s a message of humility and faith, but also one of profound human connection. Reeves doesn’t just sing the words; he embodies them, giving listeners a sense of peace and a reminder that they’re not alone.
Whether you’re a person of faith or simply someone who finds comfort in music that speaks to the heart, “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” resonates on a universal level. It’s one of those songs that makes you pause, breathe, and remember that sometimes, all we need is to reach out.
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Lyrics
When my way groweth drear
Precious Lord, linger near-ear
When my li-ight is almost gone
Hear my cry, hear my call
Hold my ha-and lest I fa-all
Take my hand, precious Lor-ord
Lead me on
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me sta-and
I am tired, I’m weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the li-ight
Take my ha-and, precious Lor-ord
Lead me home
When my work is all done
And my race here is are you-un
Let me see-ee by the light
Thou hast shown
That fair city so bright
Where the lantern is the li-ight
Take my ha-and, precious Lor-ord
Lead me on
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me sta-and
I am tired, I’m weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the li-ight
Take my ha-and, precious Lor-ord
Lead me home