Precious Lord, Take My Hand and Lead Me On
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 and became still, quieted in my spirit, lost in my thoughts.
Stirring deep in my spirit 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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