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Nearer, Still Nearer
1 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; 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 Savior, still nearer to Thee; Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee.
WORDS: Lelia N. Morris
MUSIC: Lelia N. Morris
Theme: Walking with God: Aspiration and Consecration