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
O 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
William Doane
