301. Nearer, Still Nearer

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. Nearer, still nearer, nothing I bring, Nought as an offering 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. 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. 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, Nearer, my Savior, still nearer to Thee.