Nearer, still nearer, close to thy heart, draw me my Saviour, so precious thou art; soul-sick without thee, ever unblest, I look to thee as my haven of rest, I look to thee as my haven of rest. [Sing to the Lord 483]
naught as an off’ring to Jesus my King – 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, grant me the cleansing thy blood doth impart.
sin with its follies I gladly resign, 3. 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, give me but Jesus, my Lord crucified.
till safe in glory my anchor is cast; through endless ages, ever to be 4. Nearer, still nearer, while life shall last, till safe in glory my anchor is cast; through endless ages, ever to be nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to thee, nearer, my Saviour, still nearer to thee. Sing to the Lord 483 Public domain Text: Lelia N. Morris, 1898, alt. Tune: Lelia N. Morris, 1898