Nearer Blessed Lord - Nina Simone

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, blessed Lord

To Thy precious, bleeding side

Consecrate me now to Thy service

By the power of grace divine;

Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope

And my will be lost in Thine

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord

To the cross where Thou hast died;

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord

To Thy precious, bleeding side

My soul look up with a steadfast hope

My will be lost in Thine

So draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord

To the cross where Thou hast died;

Draw me nearer, nearer, blessed Lord

To Thy precious, bleeding side