I AM THINE

I am Thine, O Lord; I have heard Thy voice,

and it told Thy love to me;

but I long to rise in the arms of faith

and be closer drawn to Thee.




Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,

to the cross where Thou hast died;

draw me nearer, nearer, nearer, blessed Lord,

to Thy precious, bleeding side.




Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord,

by the power of grace divine;

let my soul look up with a steadfast hope,

and my will be lost in Thine.




Oh, the pure delight of a single hour

that before Thy throne I spend,

when I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God,

I commune as friend with friend.




There are depths of love that I cannot know

till I cross the narrow sea;

there are heights of joy that I may not reach

till I rest in peace with Thee.