Draw Me Closer, Lord, to Thee

Draw me clos­er

Lord

to Thee

Fold me in Thy love’s em­brace

And un­to my soul re­veal

All the rich­es of Thy grace.

Draw me clos­er

clos­er

clos­er

Closer

Lord

to Thee;

Ever pur­er

pur­er

pur­er

Then my soul shall be.

Draw me clos­er

Lord

to Thee;

In Thy arms Thy child en­fold

And this earth­ly heart of mine

Into Thine own im­age mold.

Draw me clos­er

Lord

to Thee

In com­munion rich and sweet

Till my soul shall be re­fined

And in Thee be made com­plete.

Draw me clos­er

Lord

to Thee

For my long­ing soul as­pires

To dis­cov­er in Thy­self

All it yearns for and de­sires.