Precious Lord, Take my Hand


 While she was with us, Elia treasured one of my favorite hymns. You may remember it. "Precious Lord, Take my hand!"  And no wonder she loved it!

       Not only does it illustrate the pain and challenges we face here on earth, it also points us to the joy we have in Christ -- both today and forever! 

       While here on earth, Elia could truthfully say from her heart -- and from her beloved hymn:  "I am tired, I am weak, I am worn." Knowing well that she would soon enter God's glorious heaven, she probably prayed words like these from her special hymn: "Hear my cry, hear my call, hold my hand lest I fall."

        And our Lord would hear!  He always hears the prayers of His faithful people!

       One day, we, like Elia, will be summoned to His heavenly feast. What a joy that will be! As Jesus said: "Come to me all you who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest." Matthew 5:6

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Bill initially asked me to sing this heartwarming hymn, but he didn't know that I'm not a good singer.  So he suggested that I read it instead. Here are the beloved words:

Precious Lord, take my hand,

Lead me on, let 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 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.


  What a joy it is to live with our Lord

forever and ever!