nearer still nearer

Nearer, still nearer, close to Thy heart,

draw me, my Saviour, 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 offering 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 all its struggles and trials are past;

then through eternity, ever I’ll be

nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to Thee.

Repeat the last line of each verse