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. |
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Draw me nearer, nearer
blessèd Lord, |
To the cross where Thou hast
died. |
Draw me nearer, nearer,
nearer blessèd Lord, |
To Thy precious, bleeding
side. |
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Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord, |
By the power of grace divine; |
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, |
And my will be lost in Thine. |
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O the pure delight of a single hour |
That before Thy throne I spend, |
When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God |
I commune as friend with friend! |
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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. |
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