I Am Thine, O Lord

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 bless­èd Lord

To the cross where Thou hast died.

Draw me near­er

near­er

near­er bless­èd Lord

To Thy pre­cious

bleed­ing side.

Consecrate me now to Thy serv­ice

Lord

By the pow­er of grace di­vine;

Let my soul look up with a stead­fast hope

And my will be lost in Thine.

O the pure de­light of a sin­gle hour

That be­fore Thy throne I spend

When I kneel in pray­er

and with Thee

my God

I com­mune as friend with friend!

There are depths of love that I can­not know

Till I cross the nar­row sea;

There are heights of joy that I may not reach

Till I rest in peace with Thee.