Nearer, still nearer,
close to Thy heart,
Draw me, my Savior-so
precious Thou art!
Fold me, oh, fold me close to Thy breast,
Shelter me safe in
that "Haven of Rest".
Nearer, still nearer,
nothing I bring,
Naught as an offr'ing
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!
Deus pela beleza do canto humano. A juventude que procura um coração maior, o coração de Deus.
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