Author: C. H. M. Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #145 (1904) First Line: Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart Lyrics: 1 Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart,
Draw me, my Saviour, so precious thou art;
Fold me, O fold me close to thy breast,
Shelter me safe in that "Haven of Rest,"
Shelter me safe in that "Haven of Rest."
2 Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring,
Naught as an off'ring to Jesus my King;
Only my sinful, now contrite heart,
Grant me the cleansing thy blood doth impart,
Grant me the cleansing thy blood doth impart.
3 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,
Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified.
4 Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,
Till safe in glory my anchor is cast;
Thro' endless ages, ever to be
Nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to thee,
Nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to thee. Tune Title: [Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart]
Nearer, Still Nearer