Words: , 1899; ap­peared in Fair­er Than Day (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: , 1903), num­ber 58.

Music: .


I’m saved, O Lord, yes praise Thy Name!
I would with trumpet voice proclaim
The blessèd news! But I would be
Drawn daily closer, Lord, to Thee.

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Closer still, yes, closer still.
Ever closer, Lord, to Thee,
Blessèd Savior, I would be;
And according to Thy will,
More like Thee I fain would be.

Draw me so close that I may hear
When Thou wouldst whisper in my ear;
So close that thro’ all earthly noise
I clearly hear my Savior’s voice.

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O glorious Sun, I’d gaze on Thee,
Till I no other object see;
And yet would plead, if ’tis Thy will,
Draw me a little closer still.

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No other prayer my soul can learn,
For Thee alone my soul doth yearn;
My prayer throughout eternity,
A little closer, Lord, to Thee.

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