Nearer, Still Nearer

Nearer, still nearer close to Thy heart

Draw me, my Saviour, so precious Thou art

Fold me, O fold me close to Thy breast

Shelter me safe in that "Haven of Rest,"

Shelter me safe in that "Haven of Rest."

Nearer, still nearer nothing I bring

Naught 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.

by Lelia N. Morris

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."

Philippians 4.13

God is more than enough!