“Precious Lord, Take My Hand” Stirred in My Heart
Curled up on the couch, I watched the sun rise over the ridge. Fresh, cool air streamed in through the open window, awakening my senses, drawing my attention to the One who loves me. I cradled my coffee cup and sipped from its warm goodness. I craved peace, a soft quiet of spirit. Stirring deep in my heart came a song, “Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, help me stand. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn … “
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