"Nearer, Still Nearer"
Music and Lyrics: Lelia N. Morris, 1898 Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart, Draw me, my Savior, so precious Thou art; Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast, Shelter me safe in that haven of rest. Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring, Naught as an offering to Jesus my King, Only my sinful, now contrite heart; Grant me the cleansing Thy blood doth impart. Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine; Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign, All of its pleasures, pomp and its pride; Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified. Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last, Till safe in glory my anchor is cast; Through endless ages, ever to be Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee. |
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