About the song
Jim Reeves, a name synonymous with country music’s golden age, delivered countless hits throughout his career. One such song, a timeless hymn titled “Take My Hand, Precious Lord,” continues to resonate with audiences worldwide. This spiritual masterpiece offers solace, comfort, and a guiding light in the face of life’s challenges.
Originally composed by Thomas A. Dorsey in 1938, “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” emerged as a gospel standard before finding its way into the country music repertoire. Reeves’ rendition, released in 1956, became a major hit, solidifying his status as a versatile and beloved artist. The song’s enduring popularity can be attributed to its heartfelt lyrics and Reeves’ soulful vocals.
With its simple yet profound message, “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” offers a sense of peace and reassurance. The lyrics convey a deep longing for divine guidance and protection. Reeves’ emotive delivery captures the essence of the song, conveying a genuine sense of vulnerability and faith. His voice, rich and resonant, carries the listener through the emotional journey of the lyrics.
The song’s enduring appeal lies in its ability to connect with people from all walks of life. Whether facing personal struggles, uncertainty, or the loss of loved ones, “Take My Hand, Precious Lord” provides a comforting reminder that one is not alone. The hymn’s timeless message of hope and faith continues to offer solace and inspiration to countless individuals.
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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