Help
Precious Lord, take my hand;
I need your strength to help me stand.
I know I'm not what I should be;
Make me what you intended for me.
Through tears of joy and love;
Help me to rise above.
Let your love shine through me;
For all of eternity.
Take me by the hand;
Lead me to the glory land.
Let your blood wash me clean;
As its towards you I lean.
Place a smile upon my face;
That reflects your eternal grace.
Use your love for me;
To help set others free.
Precious Lord, take my hand;
I need your strength to help me stand.
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