Thursday, September 4, 2008

Precious Lord Take My Hand

Over these past couple of weeks as I've watched my mom move closer to the end of her earthly life, I've been thinking more about heaven and what a blessed promise that is for us as believers. I've also been a bit nostalgic, so this beautiful old song from my childhood has blessed me. And like so many great songs of comfort, it was born out of tragedy:
"Thomas A. Dorsey grew up in Georgia as a 'preacher's kid.' As he began to be successful as a composer of jazz and blues songs, however, he drifted away from God." Dorsey came back to the Lord and began to write gospel songs and to sing in church services. During a revival meeting in St. Louis, Missouri, he received a telegram telling him that his wife had died in childbirth, along with his newborn son. "Stunned and grief-stricken, Dorsey cried, 'God, you aren't worth a dime to me right now!'

"A few weeks later, however, as Dorsey fingered the keyboard of a piano, he created the lines of 'Precious Lord' to fit a tune that was familiar to him. The following Sunday the choir of the Ebenezer Baptist Church in South Chicago Illinois, sang the new song with Dorsey playing the accompaniment."

Amazing Grace: 365 Inspiring Hymn Stories for Daily Devotions by Kenneth W. Osbeck, Kregel, 2002

Many people have recorded this song. It was apparently the favorite song of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and was sung at his funeral. I love this sweet rendition from one of the Gaither videos. The harmonica adds such a sweet touch. And I love the expression on the older gentleman's (Howard Goodman) face - the Lord has indeed led him home since this was recorded.


Precious Lord, take my hand,
Lead me on,
Let me stand;
I'm 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 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;
At the river I stand,
Guide my feet,
Hold my hand,
Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.

Precious Lord, take my hand,
Lead me on,
Let me stand;
I'm 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.

WORDS: Thomas A. Dorsey (1932)
MUSIC: George N. Allen (1844)
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life is a blessing said...

I have heard this song before, it is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

Cathy said...

That was very beautiful. Thanks for sharing it. Praying for you and your mother ~

Nancie said...


Thank you for sharing this beautiful song. The words are very encouraging. Thank God for the blessed hope we have in Christ that one day He will lead us home to be with Him forever. Praying for your dear mother. Thanks for sharing with us. I am so glad to join TSMSS this week and be encouraged by yours and many other songs. Take care and have a blessed weekends!

Amy Wyatt said...

Hadn't heard that one in a long, long time. I love watching the Gaither videos! I like seeing all those great singers in the background. Thanks for sharing.

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Debra said...

Thank you so much for sharing this with us! God bless you.

Cristine said...

That was beautiful, simply beautiful. Praying for you and Mom.


Gayle @ thewestiecrew said...

Beautiful words to a beautiful song.

Praying for you during such a hard time.

BP said...

Thank you for sharing. I'm praying for you today. Blessings to you during this hard time.

Xandra@Heart-of-Service said...

It's funny, but I've never liked the music to this song. I love the lyrics, but the I could never get on board with the tune!

I can see why the words bring you comfort and peace during this time of change in your life.