Precious Lord Take My Hand
This modern hymn written by
black American Thomas Dorsey,
started the Gospel genré and is his
greatest composition of 400 songs.
Thomas Dorsey had religion and
music in his blood; born 1899, the
son of a minister & a piano teacher.
He became a professional musician
and in 1925 married his first wife
Nettie. The following year he took up
the post of Musical Director at the
Pilgrim Baptist Church in Chicago.
In August 1932, his wife died during
childbirth and his newborn son died
the following day. Dorsey’s faith took
a severe blow: “I felt God had done
me injustice. I dont want to serve
him or write gospel songs. I just
want to go back to the jazz world.”
In the midst of despair, a friend
visited him and left him alone with
a piano. “I found myself playing a
melody & words just fall into place.”
Precious Lord, Take My Hand:
My heart was grieved and I was
vexed in mind. Nevertheless I am
continually with You; You Hold me
by my Right Hand. You will guide
me with Your counsel & afterward
receive me to glory… There is none
upon earth that I desire besides
You God is the Strength of my
heart and my portion forever…
It is good for me to draw near
to God; I have put my trust in
the Lord God, that I may declare
all Your works (Ps 73:21-28) Amen.
Father, You are with me and are
Holding my hand. I don’t always feel
it but I depend on Your presence.
Remind me Your eyes are on me and
that You are working on my behalf.
You are the strength of my heart
and I can rely on You in any situation.
And though I can face threats to
health & safety in this world, by
faith I make You my shelter. I also
accept Your presence and receive
all other blessing You offer. Amen.
Lord, I want to know & experience
You in fresh ways; for truly You
are the Strength of my heart.
I am thankful that You are mine
forever when I accepted You as
Lord and Saviour. And Nothing
can separate me from Your love:
not good things, not bad things,
nor any circumstances. Open my
eyes to see Your love & care for me.
Be with me & hold my hand. Amen.
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn.
Through the storm, thro 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. Amen.
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