Lyrics

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 closer drawn to Thee Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To the cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To Thy precious, bleeding side Consecrate me now to Thy service By the power of grace divine; Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope And my will be lost in Thine Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To the cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To Thy precious, bleeding side My soul look up with a steadfast hope My will be lost in Thine So draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To the cross where Thou hast died; Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord To Thy precious, bleeding side