| A hymn written by Mrs Charles Morris | |
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(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. |
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(3) Nearer, still nearer, Lord, to be Thine,Sin, with its follies, I gladly resign: All of its pleasure, pomp and its pride, Give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified. |
(4) Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last,Till all its struggles and trials are past, Then thro' eternity, ever I'll be, Nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to Thee. |