Nearer, Still Nearer

1Nearer, 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.”

2Nearer, 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.

3Nearer, 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.

4Nearer, 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.