I am Thine, O Lord,
I have heard Thy voice,
And it told Thy love t-o me;
But I long to rise in the arms of faith
And be clos-er drawn to Thee.
Draw me near-er, near-er,
bless-ed Lord,
To the cross where Thou hast died;
Draw me near-er, near-er,
near-er, bless-ed Lord,
To Thy pre-cious bleed-ing side.
