I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice
And it told Thy love to me B
ut 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

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

Fanny Crosby, Public Domain