I am thine, O Lord; I have heard thy voice, And it told thy love to me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith, And be clo – ser drawn to thee.
DRAW ME NEARER, NEARER BLESSED LORD,
TO THE CROSS WHERE THOU HAST DIED;
DRAW ME NEARER, NEARER, NEARER BLESSED LORD,
TO THY PRECIOUS BLEEDING SIDE.
Consecrate me now to thy service, Lord, By the pow’r of grace divine;
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, And my will be lost in thine.
O the pure delight of a single hour, That before thy throne I spend;
When I kneel in pray’r, and with thee, my God, I commune as friend with friend!
There are depths of love that I cannot know Till I cross the narrow sea;
There are heights of joy that I may not reach Till I rest in peace with thee.