Serene Sunday: Precious Lord

In memory of those lost in the senseless carnage in Norway, one particular hymn came to mind for today’s selection.  Thomas Andrew Dorsey wrote it in 1932 after the death of his wife and son in childbirth.  He purportedly said ” the words healed his spirit. I learned that when we are in deepest grief, when we are furthest from God, this was when He is closest and we are most open to His restoring power.”

This beautiful  hymn has been translated into 32 languages and is widely sung at funerals and memorials.  It was performed at the funerals of my parents and grandmother.  It moves me to tears every time because of the associations. However I want to share it with you and anybody else who might gain comfort from it on this somber occasion.  I’ve chosen gospel great Mahalia Jackson’s version that is definitive as far as I’m concerned.

Here is Precious Lord, Take My Hand.

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I’m tired, I’m weak, I’m lone
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 light 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’m weak, I’m lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand precious Lord, lead me home

 

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Here is a longer and clearer rendition:

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